Rehashed
DOUGLAS WARREN SABOLICK, JUSTIN ROGER GRAVES, ROBERT DAVID MEADOWS, ROBERT LEWIS CARPENTER
My head never rests on my shoulders facing the sun
I struggle to walk
The burden of this guilt I hide from you is growing
You'll never know what it is
This is the kind of person that I am
This is the kind of person that I've turned into
In time of song I am the kamikaze dreamer
Clog my own throat;
Swallowed by color tortured slumber
Now flying high I am the kamikaze dreamer
Gauge out my eyes;
Swallowed by color tortured slumer
It becomes harder to breathe or think clearly
Remorse instigates an overkill of self loathing the older I get
So I'll rest my dead beat tongue,
You'll dismiss me anyway
