Daniel Isaac's "In Too Deep (Numb)" follows a narrator caught between seeking numbness through substances and craving connection. Verses cycle through cigarettes and blunts as escape from painful memories, with moments of relief interrupted by the weight of dependence on another person for space and support.
Slow down, think I did too much.
Memories started coming up.
Some passed me another cup, anything just to get me numb. Someday I'll be all right, till then gonna roll the dice. Couple hits and feeling fine, seeing stars in the city lights. It's been a while since I've been this high, staring up at the city skies. Feel the breeze as the morning comes. Watch the waves, feel the water run. Some pass me another blunt. Anything just to get me numb. Someday I'll be alright. Till then, gonna roll the dice. Couple hits and I'm feeling fine. Seeing stars in the city lights. It's been a while since I've been this high. Staring up at the city skies. Couple hits and I feel alive. Alive. Stop, please. Again, I wish I could. But I'm in too deep, and you're all I need. Could you give me a little space?