Fear my mind is givin' out
All the thoughts are stacking on the shelf
I'm through, oooh
And it rains down on the fresh laid cement
Weatherman, look what you're doing to them
Turn a blind eye, ooooh
Hey, you're standing on the wrong side
You gotta find a way out
I feel my mind hit the clouds
Yeah, you
Why you livin' like you got time?
You gotta find a way out
I feel the reapers around
Around you
Well I saw them in the sun
Fixing what that rain had done
I feel like I should run
I feel like I should run
Weatherman says that he hopes for clear skies
Gives me a clue to get me through the night
I feel like it's enough
I feel like it's enough
Hey, you're standing on the wrong side
You gotta find a way out
I feel my mind hit the clouds
Yeah you
Why you livin' like you got time?
You gotta find a way out
I feel the reapers around
Around you
I wanna lose it
Lose control
Get a little lost with me, yeah
Find my way back home
I want to lose it
Lose control
Get a little lost with me, yeah
Find my way back home
Oooh ooh oohoooho
Oooh ooh oohoooho
