My Mind’s Projection Songtext
von Brad Cox

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