Lyrics Menthol Evacuation - Douglas

Menthol Evacuation

Wriggling through these riddles all the time
Scratching patches of my mind
In this restless world of mine
What do you find when you hunt out your own fears?
Peaceful sleeping patterns seem so near
24−7 in your blanket underground
Absent from the world above
Telling stories of your own, by yourself, to yourself
Stomping through these conversations with a gleam
Turning, turning, yearning all the time
I find the time to wind up, step back
Appreciating everything
Stand up, turn on your mind, stand out
Present the present before the future
Of your entire life
Tearing through your room is your tornado
Twisting up this chiselled mind i think you’ll find
That as the one
You’re walking that fine line