Trap For Young Players

Losing my mind
Catching my breath
Living blind
Or am I trying to get ahead
I got these feelings
And they linger
When I reach out
They don’t hang around
A trap for young players
Losing your mind
A catch behind the veil
Or a blessing in disguise
Phases, move through time
Punching out the paces, day and night
Call it what you like, call it what you like
Born on the fringe
Raised on the line
Bottom of the earth
Is where I use to unwind
Let off the chain
Nowhere to be found
I’ve been away
Since I don’t even remember how
A trap for young players
Losing your mind
A catch behind the veil
Or a blessing in disguise
Phases, move through time
Mazes, fool you and I
I’ve been turning pages, I flip through time
Punching through the paces, day and night
Call it what you like, call it what you like
Phases, shift through through time
Mazes, fool you and I
I’ve been changing places, I take my time
Punching through the paces, day and night
Call it what you like, call it what you like