This is a song about "Cushion"

But no worry's her tears will soon dry out, face to cushion, lights out,

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

My ass sitting, awful on metal without no cushion,

They all see my life from a childish position