The things they never tell you
It's like being underwater
Like the weight of the world crashing
Down in the form of anxiety

The things they never tell you
It's like you can't hear anything real
Trapped in a box fueled by paranoia
And fear of what happens if you break it

The things they'll say
Music is quieter and colors are duller
That everything other than survival
Becomes a distant memory

The things they'll say
It's harder to smile, harder...