Singer:
I'm the mature one
I'm not nervous
I'm as cool as an ice covered surface
Got no magic
And I'm homeless
I'm not bothered cause I try not to question what my worth is
I don't ask how hard the work is
Got a cool unflappable surface
Overblots
Phantoms
I fight 'em
I help 'em
I take what I'm handed
I do what's demanded
But
Under the surface
I feel as cool as a tightrope walker in a flower town circus
Under the surface
Was Vil ever like 'Hey, I don't like what my role is'
Under the surface
I'm pretty sure I'm worthless if I can't be of service
A weakness
A crack
The magic I lack
Makes me dream of black
Makes me dream of black
This ink is drip, drip, dripping ever so slow
Whoa
This ink is drip, drip, dripping and it's starting to flow
Whoa oh oh
Give it to the prefect
She's a soldier
Give her all the heavy things we can't shoulder
What am I if I can't do it all?
If I fall too
This ink is drip, drip, dripping ever so slow
Whoa
This ink is drip, drip, dripping and it's starting to flow
Whoa oh oh
Give it to the prefect
She is stronger
She can handle it a little longer
What am I if I complain at all?
If I falter
Under the surface
I hide my nerves and I worry an overblot is gonna hurt us
Under the surface
Bet Azul doesn't quake as he sees who his next mark is
Under the surface
I think about my purpose
Can I somehow fix this?
Ink blotches stain my clothes
Can't stop the ink flow
I try to stop the flowing
But on and on it goes
But wait,
If I could shake the crushing weight of expectations
Would that free some room up for joy
Or relaxation, or simple pleasure?
But to my displeasure
It's ink I measure
It's flowing
It's growing
Cause all I know is
Ink that's drip, drip, dripping ever so slow
Whoa
Ink that's drip, drip, dripping and it's starting to flow
Whoa
Give it to the prefect
It doesn't hurt and
See if she can handle every student's burden
Watch as she buckles and bends but never breaks
No mistakes, just
Ink that's drip, drip, dripping ever so slow
Whoa
Ink that's drip, drip, dripping and it's starting to flow
Whoa
Give it to the prefect and never wonder
If the same pressure would have pulled you under
What am I if I don't have what it takes?
No cracks
No breaks
No mistakes
No pressure
