I'm on my last drip
Feet together, hold my sides up before my head splits
Drawing lines and markers, now I'm feeling with my eyelids
And even to this day I see (her)
I'm on my last drip
He sees me, he's gaining in close
So deep, mine's been too keen to know
I guess he fills me up
So far I've not looked down
For a single word could save me now
But a smaller chest won't even make my sound flow out
[Instrumental Break + Hook]