Little fish, waves crashing over
Big shit, there's a lot in the ocean
I need it, a new sense of composure
I miss it, not dealing with commotion
Little kid, growing up without a mother
He hates it, his fathers alcoholic
He feels it, something pushing further
He breathes it, a life that is symbolic
Little fish, flap your wings and get flying
Cause this boy is done crying
And he's caught up in this life
And he can't escape the riptide
He grows up becoming more defiant
His whole life, the world just can't deny it
Inside he's struggling to fight it
25, and drinking to get by it
Little fish, waves crashing over
Big shit, there's a lot in the ocean
I need it, a new sense of composure
I miss it, not dealing with commotion
Little fish- flap your wings and get flying
Cause this boy is done crying
And he's caught up in this life
And he can't escape the riptide