Crayon

Feeling like a crayon

(I'm gonna be) look out

I can't move a muscle

Gotta get me out

Feeling like a crayon

Caught up in the crowd

While my friend the Cheeto

Is eaten by a mouth

Feeling like a crayon

Caught up in the crowd

I can't move a muscle

Gotta get me out

Can't get out

Can't get out

I can't get out

Feeling like a crayon

Want to meet the crowd

While my friend the Cheeto

Is eaten by a mouse

Gonna pick a mattress

Of a sofa sleeper

Gonna swear to make up

I'm falling

deeper and deeper

Can't get out

Can't get out

I can't get out