When you think Nothing could be further from the truth When you're sure Nothing could be further from the cold hard truth I kneel to condition all the feelings that I feel Slow it down You have a tendency to rush back into your past Slow it down You transfer all your weight and disappear You kneel to condition all the feelings that you feel I've got a red belt around my mind My hands tied up around these words I wish you'd call but I know that you're out tonight My ears fill with the sound o (guitartabs.cc)
