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Mind on the Brink Video (MV)




Performed By: Country Cracka
Language: English
Written by: Chris J Mamich
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Country Cracka - Mind on the Brink Lyrics




[Verse]
Yo, sittin' on the porch, watchin' time roll fast,
Eyes heavy, blurry nights, tryna make it last,
Bottle half-empty, pills in my hand,
Far from reality, stuck in this land.

[Verse 2]
Daddy's shotgun hangin' by the door,
Feel the weight, been here before.
Banjo strings pluckin' sorrow's tune,
Fiddle cryin' low beneath the moon.

[Chorus]
Weed smoke risin', pills in my veins,
Easin' the pain, but the ache still remains,
Mind on the brink, thoughts runnin' wild,
Lookin' for peace in a world so defiled.

[Verse 3]
Lost friends, forgotten dreams, empty bottles,
Hopin' these meds be the only gospel.
Roaches in the ashtray, fears crawl free,
Mirror shows the man I don't wanna see.

[Verse 4]
Cornfields whisper, secrets of my mind,
Green pastures fade, city lights blind,
Doctor's words echo in my soul,
Know the cost, but it takes its toll.

[Chorus]
Weed smoke risin', pills in my veins,
Easin' the pain, but the ache still remains,
Mind on the brink, thoughts runnin' wild,
Lookin' for peace in a world so defiled.
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English

[Verse]
Yo, sittin' on the porch, watchin' time roll fast,
Eyes heavy, blurry nights, tryna make it last,
Bottle half-empty, pills in my hand,
Far from reality, stuck in this land.

[Verse 2]
Daddy's shotgun hangin' by the door,
Feel the weight, been here before.
Banjo strings pluckin' sorrow's tune,
Fiddle cryin' low beneath the moon.

[Chorus]
Weed smoke risin', pills in my veins,
Easin' the pain, but the ache still remains,
Mind on the brink, thoughts runnin' wild,
Lookin' for peace in a world so defiled.

[Verse 3]
Lost friends, forgotten dreams, empty bottles,
Hopin' these meds be the only gospel.
Roaches in the ashtray, fears crawl free,
Mirror shows the man I don't wanna see.

[Verse 4]
Cornfields whisper, secrets of my mind,
Green pastures fade, city lights blind,
Doctor's words echo in my soul,
Know the cost, but it takes its toll.

[Chorus]
Weed smoke risin', pills in my veins,
Easin' the pain, but the ache still remains,
Mind on the brink, thoughts runnin' wild,
Lookin' for peace in a world so defiled.
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Writer: Chris J Mamich
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC


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