Mind Blinder

Grey at my fingertips
I wanted to feel it all
The past has come to haunt me
I've reached my final wall

Grey at my fingertips
I wanted to feel it all
The past has come to haunt me
I've reached my final wall

I wish to be one with my self again but I am too far gone
My bones are broken and diseased and I no longer know what's wrong
Bent over backwards to see the sky but all I see is rolling fog
I wish to be one with my self again but my heart valves are clogged

Borrow into my mind
And see the lack of paint
My canvas runs too dry
The familiar voice runs faint

Borrow into my mind
And see the lack of paint
My canvas runs too dry
The familiar voice runs faint

I wish to be one with my self again but I am too far gone
My bones are broken and diseased and I no longer know what's wrong
Bent over backwards to see the sky but all I see is rolling fog
I wish to be one with my self again but my heart valves are clogged