Mental Standing

Freely express what you fucking mean
Between the signs and hints this is going nowhere
But the life in the conversation is just as lost as it is a cause

I'm as lost as you are but I fear I'm the one who won't be found
Laughable but true

Buying myself some time
Before the hands run high in the night

Betting my life again with the night
Living like one who worships a part of the day
Reaping myself with the cloth I tear
Over the anger and fear
Always hopeless

Always fucking hopeless

Which road do I lead
Wither in the south
Or freeze in the north
Both seem to scream my name



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Arrow
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link