[Intro: Mariska Veres (Sampled)]
"Telling myself
I don't go too far and—
I don't go too far and—
I don't go too far and
Trust by the sound of the rain"

[Verse 1: Trials]
Rock-stars back then threw their TVs out
I'm like, "Fuck that" Balconies just freak me out
All I think about is jumping off, do it and die
Freaking out waiting for the Raid like Louie The Fly
Huh! More of this shit, day getting worse
By night talking how sick The Gravediggaz were
Now I'm paranoid of the gaping void in the door
That the smoke might get out, X popped his head out
Check the coast is clear like dudes with no idea
That don't want refugee boats here
Picking up the phone, press it, down to reception
Late check-out? Nah, you do that at check-in
So I either sleep now or drop
But the party don't stop till Cambodian Rock
It's only when you so low that you know you so high
Like being freaked out by two big balloons in the sky
Like, "What the fuck?"