My mind is playing tricks on me, it's frightening
The lies inside seem, you see, they cripple me
I crawl inside my bed to sleep worry out of my head
(My head) is spinning 'round
And the clouds loom low over this town
And I'm wondering what I should do
Now that my soul feels like it's been ground down
To a tiny stub and it's useless now to put up a fight
Or even act like I might
Maybe if I give it a minute
All those bad feelings will fade away
And maybe they'll be back someday
But for now I'll just move on and say
That I tried my best and now I need restful days
There's no use putting up a fight
credits
from Early Michael Keaton,
released May 27, 2006
Recorded, engineered and mixed by Blake Cormier. Mastered by Ryan Boud.
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