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