Taking off the country mask
And subsiding in this revelation of the past
Making my mark upon your parked baton
Mine to take my fears away
Caught my time like yesterday
Open up this bottle of pain
Drown my fears in it again
The only way you'll catch a bark
Is by standing in your local park
This time I've got my throttle on empty
Pissed findings of the caught soul pretending
Blissed windings of the not sold or ending
Tryst my things that I've modeled for tempting
Mine to take my fears away
Caught my time like yesterday
Open up this bottle of pain
Drown my fears in it again