Testo Opener

You told me "Don't you look at the sun, it burns your eyes out"
I disobeyed and see a man who's going nowhere
He fed me this: "You don't got to worry, you're on your feet"
Please help me down
Should have made room for others who can't be beat into open sea

I brainstormed and caught up with my friend who's doing fine now
It's been uplifting knowing you all have static sources I fed him this: "Man, am I in a hurry to break this chord of our paranoia"
Took him too long to notice and now I'm down where I can't be found

And there's no antidote for a petty loaf
I think we've found the lighter side of our friendly host
I don't mean to boast, we can face all this nonsense