Woke up this morning searching for the soul I left behind

Inside these walls removed from all mankind

Isolated from the world my mind tends, tends to wander

They speak to me in the voice of death, I know I'm going under, yeah

Losing touch with reality

It's a bleeding clutch and a bloody disgrace

My wisdom was raped and there's no escape

Curdled my blood and robbed of my sanity

Evil Mind Crimes

Counting my last days and insanity, starts it's torture

Dazed and confused knowing heaven's not in, my corner

I'm my own enemy and I can't, I can't live this lie

Innocent voices whisper any last words, before you die

Losing touch with reality

It's a bleeding clutch and a bloody disgrace

My wisdom was raped and there's no escape

Curdled my blood and robbed of my sanity

Losing touch with reality

It's a bleeding clutch and a bloody disgrace

My wisdom was raped and there's no escape

Curdled my blood and robbed of my sanity

Evil Mind Crimes

Evil Mind Crimes 

Evil Mind Crimes

Evil Mind Crimes

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Evil Mind Crimes

Written by J.J. Tyson and Dave Mobley        ©2021        BMI/ASCAP        All Rights Reserved

Arranged and Produced by Dave Mobley and J.J. Tyson

Mixed and Mastered by Phil McHugh (London, U.K.) and Dave Mobley (Dallas/Ft. Worth, Tx. U.S.A.)

Recorded in London, U.K. and Dallas/Ft. Worth, Tx. U.S.A. by 'The Tyson–Mobley Project'