Riddled Mind Songtext
von Nevertel

I just can′t see the way, yet you push me away.
Hit the bottom, just to see if I feel at all.
Leave it at bay, they say, it'll be okay, get ahold of yourself, it′ll be fine.
They showed me (showed me), choices (choices), they sold me, binds and poisons (poisons).
Progress (progress), rebounds (rebounds), I'm going around and around now.

I'm rarely in my state, of mind, I′m faded maybe, I′ll take my time.
I'm rarely in my state, of mind, I′m faded maybe, you'll see this time.

This is all, I know, another rabbit hole.
Try to climb my way out, but I′m falling, down.
When I try, to let go (go), I lose all, control.
Got to make it, out while I'm, wide awake.

It feels, like, the weights on me and I can′t breath, but still I.
Break away, from what brings me shame, when it's all over.
Till I wake, to the same day and it's over my shoulder.
I know, I can′t be like that, I will not turn back.
I look down, at what comes for me and I take a round.
As hidden shadows, just lurk the reefs, of my own mind.


I′m rarely in my state, of mind, I'm faded maybe, I′ll take my time.
I'm rarely in my state, of mind, I′m faded maybe, you'll see this time.

This is all, I know, another rabbit hole.
Try to climb my way out, but I′m falling, down.
When I try, to let go (go), I lose all, control.
Got to make it, out while I'm, wide awake.

(And this inside of me, nothing you will can see).
(And this inside of me, nothing you will can see).

Tell me all about it, how words froze at your lips.
I don't want to believe, you′d say that.
Tell me all about it, how you stood and went stiff
While I′m trapped in the ceiling, with no way out.

Medicated, aggravated, I think I've lost my mind.
Self sedated, by these pills, man I feel I′m not alive.
When everyday, is a struggle I feel like giving up.
But I just got to dig deep and know that I'll be strong enough.
This muscle tension, that keeps in question my riddled mind.
I hate these pills, that I take, I feel I′m so confined.
Blood clot and shot with these constant thoughts, that I'm wrong for.
Clouds I don′t ask, for I'm limb torn (limb torn, limb torn, limb torn).