Horse Racing

(альбом: Ghost World - 2021)

I don't know where my head is at
For the most part I'm happy indeed
Hear a thought and I know there's something else
And the light goes out

Endless repeating
Delusions flood
Hand over hand I've got
Horse racing in my blood

Why the hell am I standing here?
Where's my, fuck, where's my, fuck, what is it called?
I should know this, I'm too stupid to live
And the light goes out

Cropping the lighter
A stick or stone
Does that make sense? I've got
Horse racing in my bones

I can get used to this somehow
I can get used to this somehow
I can get used to this somehow
I can get used to this somehow

They won't stampede me
I'll redefine
The fact my rage, I've got
Horse racing on my mind