In the mist of sanity, got to find what's killing me No preasure like the book of deeds Another shot for the afterlife, feeling strange for a lifetime Life is hard and I am ready to die I planted a seed Am I imagining It's killing me Living free in the sea of trees Tracking down all my old sins, searching myself deep within Hesitating over my cheap thrills, the boggieman is in my sight Hallucinations from the speed of light Another day and I'm ready to die I planted a seed Am I imagineing It's killing me Living free in the sea of trees