Letra de I'm Just Sippin' On Monster, Thinkin' About Life

I can only imagine how this must look to you:
Thin as a rail, frail, pale, and moving at a snail's pace across a crowded room. Stuttering and soaked in sweat
I swallow all of my regrets while I bite my tongue
For all the things that I've never done or that I thought but never said
Some people make an art of watching life pass by
Not me, I watch the watchers, I'm that far behind
With so much time and effort growing up
You'd think I'd take the time to grow a spine
You would think I would've at least fucking tried
I can only imagine how all of this must sound:
Mumbled and jumbled words stumbling
Tumbling from my awkward, clumsy, and bumbling mouth
Thoughts forcing themselves out in words, composing incomplete sentences
There is no sense to it
They're likely better left unheard
Some make a science out of keeping their heads down but I've one-up on them, because mine's buried underground
With so much thought put into what's been said
Its likely best if I don't make a sound
I'm better off fading right into the background
It's not about self-doubt or deprecation
It's more about knowing my limitations
And learning how to crawl between all my destinations
And learning to be patient about my frustrations