I've lost it
At the bottom's where I deposit it
Heckling skeletons stalking me from my closet

Ejected from the @@#!pit right into the mosh pit
Psychologically rotten
Dispersed in different compartments

Look under the carpet
Searching the darkness
Losing my ability to think

While I'm solving impossible problems
Looking for something or someone to solve them
Solemnly causing more problems than I started with

And I'm positive
Seemingly meaningful words can be hard to find
I'm still moving forward while I'm way behind

I remind myself not to confine my lyrical mind
By design I decline to resign
As I sign on the dotted line


Have we lost our minds?


And it's all the time
We tend to loose our way
Have we lost our minds or are we just insane?

And it's all the time
We tend to loose our way
Have we lost our minds or are we just insane?


I see the Angels and the Devils
As I crumble under rubble

I'm in trouble
It's a subtle puddle
A constant struggle of a fighter and a lover

Huddled in a bubble
Just a couple of stumbles until neither of them can handle it any longer
My strength escapes from my veins

As it drains
It remains that I am still clinically insane
I feel myself slipping further away

As the end says hello to the day
I say goodbye to ever finding my way
One second I'm in heaven then the next I'm in hell

I fell into the shadows of my own personal cell
I'm trapped like rat, I'm nowhere to be found
The stranger in the mirror has a stare so profound

I don't even recognize my own eyes
Full off lies, it cries as it dies
I remind myself not to confine my lyrical mind

By design I decline to resign
As I sign on the dotted line
It happens all the time


And it's all the time
We tend to loose our way

(It happens all the time)
Have we lost our minds or are we just insane?
And it's all the time

(Common!)
We tend to loose our way
(All the time)

Have we lost our minds or are we just insane?

Am I insane?

Cause I'm in pain?
Cause I'm having trouble controlling what's going on in my sick brain?
And it's all the time that I tend to lose my way

When I say things that I don't mean
It's okay
I try to keep a straight face

And maybe have a great day
May day
I crash and burn back to earth straightaway

Remind myself not to confine my lyrical brain
By design I just cease to remain