The Wheel and the Blacklight

Hard to notice

Difficult to understand

The mind of a broken man

Those strained hands can't grasp

As he crawls from the gutter

To make a final stand

My mouth is full of dirt

I won't last and it's not good

Can't even see the sights

And my headlights are broke

Just a worn-out soul at the end of the world

At the speed of the black light

Just a worn-out soul at the end of the world

I lost my way back home

Just a worn-out soul at the end of the world

I'm falling of the edge

Just a worn-out soul at the end of the world

Would I have made the same choices

Without you by my side

Would I have made the same choices

Without you breathing down my neck

The stood by my side till the end

Crushed me

With all their fake love

Just a ...

I'm at the edge of reason

I lift my hands off the wheel

I let the black light guide me

I lift my hands off the wheel

Just a ...