Gusty Like the Wind

Distant from faces hollow and uncomfortable

I haven't been up or down in so long but believe me

Depression just takes too much and

I'm far to drained to give her what's due

I live for defeat

Find myself searching for the worst

Take me where

I need to go

I'm much to tired to live alone

Making a life dead on the inside

Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up

Tomorrow I'll forget what drove me to this paper but

I'll use it anyway

Like the friends and family

I love and ignore

God give me a reason to love this place

Come on just one more reason

Making a life dead on the inside

Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up

I'm trying to shake these bitter days but it never lets up

Making a life dead on the inside

Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up