Relapsing

Relapsing-Beartooth
It's dark, it's cold, my mind is not my home
It's dark, it's cold, my mind is not my home
It makes me sick to know I have voices in my head
I lost my mind before I knew what it meant to be sane
Give me more time, when did I cross the line
I want a reason, I want an answer, I want a reason (Someday!)
I want a reason, I want an answer, I want a reason (Now!)
I want a reason, I want an answer, I want a reason (Someday!)