No need to mention what trips through the blinds I never question the circles the lines All hands on thirteen all heartbeats at nine Do me the favor of leaving my mind You should have thrown the wine... Some kind of joke I needed to know I wasted the time I never let go It turned in my hands Went straight for the wall I wanted to leave Cause all the freaks were gone Magnets, Saviors, Damn sure Realize I won't Blame her Your turn Stay wrong Stay high I got a madness that stumbles and climbs Three hundred good days and sixty-six crimes To late for progress i'm so far behind Do me the favor of washing my mind You should have thrown the wine...