Testo My Mind's Projection

This road home ain't the one I know
Driving too long and it's five below
The man looking back at me ain't my reflection
Cards being dealt in the ten inch strip
There's a cut off hand walking over my head
The light in the rearview mirror's my mind's projection

I got high, it's in my head You can blame it on the 37 hours since I hit my bed

I'm chasing trouble
I paid the man
Mixin' little white lines with the road signs once again
Eyesight starts slipping
Now I'm the man
It's snowing on the desert
Here I am, once again
I'm chasing troublе

Well I got home at a quarter to four
Draggеd myself through the living room door
Red sun rose and it straightened my perception
I got high, it's in my head
You can blame it on the fact that I was almost dead

I'm chasing trouble
I paid the man
Mixin' little white lines with the road signs once again
Eyesight starts slipping
Now I'm the man
It's snowing on the desert
Here I am, once again
I'm chasing trouble
I'm chasing trouble

'Cause I got high, a new direction
When I saw the Devil through my mind's projection