[Intro: Paradox]
Ayo, some nights are spent basically waiting for sunlight
Stressing how connections seem to have come untied
Trying to shed the perspective nothing’s ever done right
Like bringing the proverbial knife to a gunfight

[Verse 1: nobigdyl.]
Some nights I think that my lips could build a castle
Some nights I wish they'd just fall off, they such a hassle
He typed these and other thoughts down on his tablet
Then hit the cabinet and popped another tablet
Depression, all the just kids call it sadness
But they don't understand this
They never heard the madness
Swirlin' in his head, a couple of 'em want him dead
Couple of 'em want him hit, just so he can feel the dread
Now, this might be the time to put a verse off in my rhyme
Or tell you how he'd end up in a hearse off in my rhyme
Or tell you that I know that for certain he's alright
But the point is that my man is really hurting here tonight
And we might not have the answers
But we got the key to hope
Just inviting him to church might not keep this thing afloat
He get tired of the people always saying "I'mma pray for you"
Ain't gotta understand, you just gotta be available
[Verse 2: Paradox]
Some nights are spent getting ready for a big date
In that risqué number cut right under your rib cage
Picturing the stunned look of wonder on his face
When he gives you that last peck and you whisper, “Let’s have sex”
I hope she won’t ask yet, he thinks with dismay
Knowing from the past moving too fast’s a mistake
Pain growing in his chest like getting stabbed with switchblades
A fish in her dragnet, set for collision, crash test

[Hook: Cataphant]
Some days it's too much
Some days it's all I can do to
Keep my head above the water
Oooo, I need a friend to
Hold me, love me, tell me
That I'll be okay

[Verse 3: P.A.T. Junior]
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[Verse 4: Paradox]
Some nights are spent gazing at the clock, pacing
Waiting. Praying your breaking heart’ll stop racing
Trying to maintain. Regain your lost patience
Cuz your son ain’t in and it’s 1 a.m
It’ll be a month, May 10th, he thinks standing at the gravestone
In an empty cemetery passed daily on his way home
Imagining his dad, a collection of decayed bones
These once great men, and what’ll come take him
[Hook: Cataphant]
Some days it's too much
Some days it's all I can do to
Keep my head above the water
Oooo, I need a friend to
Hold me, love me, tell me
That I'll be okay

[Outro: Paradox]
Don’t move an inch when I open my lens
I’m trying to show you a sense that what they go through’s intense
Focusing in on the broken and grim
But what flows from my pen’s where some hope can begin
Don’t move an inch when I open my lens
I’m trying to show you a sense that what they go through’s intense
Focusing in where the exposure is dim
But this is only a glimpse, so who knows where it ends?