Track byDillinger Four
I've lost more sleep than I can say And blurred the lines between the days Pour myself another cup Put one out - light another up My mind's stopped making any sense I've lost track of the present tense Don't wanna leave, don't wanna stay I'd kill to bring back yesterday Folded up and left for dead The things I wish I would've said The times I should've turned and run But the damage was already done And I dug myself a deeper hole Raked myself over the coals Reason brings redemption But redemption won't be mine Suppressed my frustation But it returned Lost in the translation I'm not concerned Smoke 'em if you got 'em 'Cause we're never gonna learn And dance upon the ashes of this world Got hours more and miles to go I feel the clock begin to slow Play the hand that I was dealt By the enemy that is myself If I don't get out from under this I might never know what I fucking missed I'm at the breaking point But don't know where to draw the line Suppressed my frustation But it returned Lost in the translation I'm not concerned Smoke 'em if you got 'em 'Cause we're never gonna learn And dance upon the ashes of this - I'm ticking like a fucking bomb Had the best of intentions My resolve outlasts my apprehensions Won't be the first time Not gonna be the last I looked ahead through bleary eyes And wondered what was left Wondered will I pass the test I've lost myself and found myself And then I lost it all again It comes down to me in the end The more I know, the less I comprehend It comes down to me in the end