Too Far

Mind over measure

Guidance under pressure

You are my heart

Now I feel the prison

Calling from the quicksand

Let me tell you 'bout a time I walked into a bus ride

Focused to my hard drive we got held up ages

Before I could murder

Now my car was towed away the day before that

Course I couldn't afford that

Which lead me to this bus ride

Now I got my hands tied

Mind over measure

Guidance under pressure

You are my heart

Now I feel the prison

Calling from the quicksand

It's in the moment don't fit the timing now

All the context and I'm up the wall

I'm only leaning on what I felt last time

It's not what I wanted, don't feel the weight on you

Or the hope that you'll learn from mine

I wouldn't burden her if I'm not in my mind