A flight and a crash - live in chicago

Here's one of time passed
Of a flight and a crash
Over and again

In Boulder and San Francisco
A halfway house back home
Back out of his head

Out searching, for the escape
For an answer, or a reason
That his poison has deleted
Anything worth all that's wasted now

Finds no difference where he's standing
Cause he's standing with a shotgun and a needle
Arms reaching and head pounding from the screaming
Says: "I don't know what I am doing anymore
I raced all night again, I just want it over."

Heart racing
Head pounding from the screaming
Heart racing now