Meth Mouth – A Life Once Lost – letras

These problems exist inside my mind like a heavy New Orleans fogMy thinking has slowed itself down to a crawl unwillinglyCompassion fueledBy depressionMy savior is deathDoes this make senseMy love is silencedBy ignoranceMy answer is deathDoes this make senseThe wind has picked up since last night and it carries with griefOur worried nature drowns us in a frigid ocean of regretMy breathing stands still just long enough to feel ineptMeOn the receiving end of honest hostilityAnd youOn the giving end of the candid frustration