Here's one of time passed of a flight and a crash,
over and again, In Boulder and San Francisco, a
halfway house pack home Back out of his head. Out
searching, for the escape. for an answer, or a
reason that his poison has deleted, Anything worth
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/4qH ]all that's wasted now, finds no difference where
he's standing 'cause he's standing with a shotgun
and a needle. Arms reaching and head pounding from
the screaming. Says: "I don't know what I am doing
anymore. I raced all night again, I just want it
over." Heart racing. Head pounding from the
screaming. Heart racing now