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