El Equilibrista

Things that fall under their own weight
There is no emotional guarantee
Maybe it's time to hit the brakes
Or enjoy what makes me feel bad

I don't want the pillow over my head
Or lose touch with reality
Or be a device from head to toe
Covered up until the storm passes

I'm afraid to look down and slip
Or for the rope to break and fall from here
I don't know when I started breaking things
It's strange, no one came to claim

From the ugliest to the most beautiful
Now I take them away and give them back to you
I'm afraid to look down and slip

Or for the rope to break and fall from here
I'm afraid of growing up, of getting to know myself
But I'll jump here, he who doesn't risk doesn't win...