Texas In July Cloudy Minds
This is a battle Step up, step up Here's to our luck of waking up alone and unassisted It always seems like a dead-end when things speed up again Contain me, then blame me for my thoughts My so-called circle became nothing to me
Faded, everything is faded Make amends with me It's all that you can do Cloud minded about times not behind me You were my only nemesis I see it in perfect vision Have you seen the imperfections at all? You see me standing at the end of a one day.
Face first to the wall End of a one way, You could have had it all In front me I see in perfect vision It towers over me That this is not the picture I once held in a past life, An unconscious memory Cloudy minded about time now behind me You were my only nemesis A bulky bag of bones has been placed on my shoulders
