My vision's clouded, the sun is dark i've lost my way, i've lost my mark =
Chased by something in another way hoping to see the light or another =
Day getting, getting, getting in my way broad horizons, but my skies are =
Gray getting, getting, getting in my way don't know what it is, but it =
Ain't gonna stay blind punches, invisible blows my patience shortens, my =
Temper grows i'm taking over, i'm not myself i'm tired of the cards i'm =
Being dealt pissed-off as i should i can't do all that i know i could =
The things i see have different shapes i can't remember what it takes
Submitted by: Mel