Texty: Farewell To Freeway. Sound Minds.

God bled, I'm beating up myself and
I'm wearing out myself
To succeed in this game
Scarred and bruised

I won't let up
Nothing you say can tear me down
End this nightmare
And continue on the dreams

I'm beating up myself too much
Too much runs through my head
I'm up all night writing these lines
Hopeful in mind
I'm up all night writing these lines

Beyond the clouds of sorrow
Be overcast my heart
One point and purpose
Races through my veins

This is the cure, one cure
One cure for all our pain
As if it were nothing

I'm beating up myself too much
Too much runs through my head
I'm up all night writing these lines
Hopeful in mind
I'm up all night writing these lines

I'm beating up, I'm beating up myself too much
I'm up all night writing these lines
I'm [Incomprehensible], hopeful in mind
I'm beating up, I'm beating up myself too much

I'm beating up myself too much
Too much runs through my head
I'm up all night writing these lines
Hopeful in mind
I'm up all night writing these lines
I'm hopeful in my mind