Basterds - The Fog of Your Mind Lyrics

So much to cherish
Why don’t you open your eyes and appreciate
You keep falling in the same old shit
The fog of your mind is fucking way too thick
Blinded by pain
Negative mind
Trying in vain
27 and I’m still afraid of the dark
Slowly making my way out
Seeking for comfort

I’ve been locked in my own mind
Climbing up climbing up I fall every time
I keep seeking for comfort of any kind
But I fall every time
I’ve been locked in my own mind
Climbing up climbing up I fall every time
I keep searching for comfort of any kind
The wrong type of help is what I find

Down again
Veiled perception
The hammer falls on the head of the wretched
Still afraid
To make decisions
The hammer falls on the head of the wretched

Cynical motherfucker
I hate the way you think

I’ve been locked in my own mind
Climbing up climbing up I fall every time
I keep searching for comfort of any kind
But I fall every time

I’ve been locked in my own mind
Climbing up climbing up I fall every time
I keep searching for comfort of any kind
The wrong kind of help is what I find