At times i find my mind unwinds and i don't think when i walk, Run into things and fall down It's coming around again and i've found sometimes I don't think when i talk And put my foot in my mouth And sometimes when i, i look at me And wish i could be somebody else Sometimes i throw myself and let go, but never no Intention to see a picture of me and trap myself
All this time, we've been mislead, ...Does anyone care at all?
Sometimes i fall asleep and then i lose control I try to find my way out without letting go And will i lose my mind if it comes back this time? If i dont turn out perfect will you be a friend of mine?
It's coming around again and i've found sometimes i sit When i should get up and just walk away Sometimes i pretend and act like i do But don't listen to a word you say And sometimes when i start talking out loud Should just shut my mouth and walk away Sometimes i feel like maybe it's real and think like nobody else Too close to myself and suffocate
Are you ready to crawl out? Are you ready to take my hand and see? Are you ready to crawl out? From within the slow bleed? From within the slow bleed? From within the slow bleed? Take this away from me
Compositores: Arnold Lanni, Trevor Mc Nevan, Steve Augustine, Joel Bruyere ECAD: Obra #5679846