Armageddon Is a State of Mind

I see faces in the bathroom tile
So I sit down and think it out for a while
But I can't sleep and when I do I can't dream
Cause I ain't free, this ain't me
I hear my calling now
But keep falling down
Even when I'm on solid ground
Put me in the lost and found
I keep it weird like Austin town
It's an awful sound, being bossed around
But living is a challenge, gotta find a balance
It's a latter day
So come and kick it with Mr. Adelaide

I woke up this morning, not a word was said
I couldn't function with this pain inside my head
I asked the sky and it said to go away
What a day
I sat down and tried to write the sweetest song
But every chord I struck always sounded wrong
I asked the keys as if they'd ever say
What a day



Credits
Writer(s): Pablo Mccrimmon
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