This wind of restlessness, this quoted sense of helplessness.
Just adds to my condition, of my doubt.
An angered silver's like a storm, cloud that just lingers with the
Thread apon the poise of my brow.
And no matter how
Hard I try
I just can't seem
To sleep at night.
My troubled thoughts
Is what you'll find.
Now your caught up
In troubled times.
I can't imagine come tommorow
I'll be standing or just sitting through the garbage and the trash
You say that I messed up
The warning signs flash high above
Just like the vulchers circling in the sky.
And no matter how
Hard I try
I just can't seem
To sleep at night.
My troubled thoughts
Is what you'll find.
Now your caught up
In troubled times.
Well it's no use
Cause everything I do
These same old troubled thoughts keep comming back.
Yeah it's the same
Now it's happening again
I thought I had freed myself at last.
And no matter how
Hard I try
I just can't seem
To sleep at night.
My troubled thoughts
Is what you'll find.
Now your caught up
In troubled times.
Troubled times.
And I thought that I had freed myself at last.