Thoughts
Michael schulte
Thoughts, they are like restless peace in my head.
Time, it slowly kills me in my cold bed.
And turns my faith into a dark, and open doubt.
Time, it slowly kills me in my cold bed.
And turns my faith into a dark, and open doubt.
I am running into the fire,
Tonight, this war is easily lost.
Cause I can't cut these wires,
And sparks will turn into,
A fire, a fire.
I am running into the fire.
Ooh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh, oh
Thoughts, are creeping in with arms of silence.
Time, have made me drown here on my island.
Pressure's rising like a way of open scars.
I am running into the fire,
Tonight, this war is easily lost.
Cause I can't cut these wires,
And sparks will turn into,
A fire, a fire.
I am running into the fire.
Oh, I am running, running, running, running.
Into the fire.
Oh, I am running, running, running, running.
Into the fire.
Ooh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh, oh
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