And I feel it, rattling' on
A steal rattle driving through my head
Can't stand the pain
I see the saddle that I'll ride instead
No one's to blame
And it seems a little closer
Illusionary point of view
A tangled mess
I figment of imagination
We couldn't see eye to eye
So simple living a lie
Accept that we both tried
Could this be the real deal
And I feel it, rattling' on
A steal rattle driving through my head
Can't stand the pain
A broken battle with no wounded dead
No fault to claim
And it seems a little closer
Illusionary point of view
A tangled mess
I figment of imagination
We couldn't see eye to eye
So simple living a lie
Accept that we both tried
Could this be the real deal