Deep Thinker

Changing times and movements, confusing talk i hear

Easily slips right past me, leaves an empty fear

Anger pops up from behind my eyes

I see red but don't see well

I have to use my patient and its breaking

Breaking a nerve and i feel like hell

Interchanging crossroads, no signs i see

Changing a right turn, i think i don't believe

I pass the final turn the ultimate remain

Then fear creeps up behind my door

I see a face that is broken

I wake up and the light is gone

Anger pops up...

Where is the dealer, i've reached a closing door

Noisily retreating, i reason all the more