I'm going out of my fucking mind, trying to find some peace inside.
The road is never ending and the end is out of sight
It's tough to beat the crowd when your track is running off its course and of course it's hard to find a light.
Now we find, the end is in sight but other ships have sailed and bridges burning through the night.
It's hard to see a way out from this misery you'll find, your only enemies your self
And not the ones who try and help at times!
It's your reputation that is the line. And its lines that got you here at the start. It's important, if you alter your mind.
