The Last Piece of My Mind Video (MV)

I dip my hands in the water to try and feel a little younger
But I don't feel any different my eyes are dry my back is bent oh
I can't afford such a feelin'
Back glued to the ground eyes are glued to the ceiling
Hurting just to feel the essence
Flirting with my consequences
Far away from my location
Is the antidote I know would give my my alleviation
Imaginary sensation distracts me just enough so that it's not so tough
I couldn't carry thoughts so I would drop em
But they're sticking to my soul so you know I still got them
My heart strings reach my mind, can't I leave em both behind?
Oh I'm tryin'
Good lord I'm dyin'
I can't control the voice in my soul
I wish I was lyin' (but I'm not)
I grow my hair a little longer to make me feel a little younger
But I don't feel any different my line is dry my money's spent, oh
The sediment of my self control is eroded away some more every day
Grasping for my innocence, all I'm asking for is some confidence, but
Far away from my location is the medicine that's sitting in someone's imagination
It could be of my own creation but I keep my ears open as I'm wishin' and hopin'
I need a leader I can follow
I could do it with the music but don't want to be hollow
Someone please set me free from my personality
Oh I'm tryin'
Good lord I'm dyin'
I cannot find the last piece of my mind
I wish I was lyin (maybe I am)