Mind Blinder

Grey at my fingertips I wanted to feel it all The past has come to haunt me I've reached my final wall Grey at my fingertips I wanted to feel it all The past has come to haunt me I've reached my final wall I wish to be one with my self again but I am too far gone My bones are broken and diseased and I no longer know what's wrong Bent over backwards to see the sky but all I see is rolling fog I wish to be one with my self again but my heart valves are clogged Borrow into my mind And see the lack of paint My canvas runs too dry The familiar voice runs faint Borrow into my mind And see the lack of paint My canvas runs too dry The familiar voice runs faint I wish to be one with my self again but I am too far gone My bones are broken and diseased and I no longer know what's wrong Bent over backwards to see the sky but all I see is rolling fog I wish to be one with my self again but my heart valves are clogged