Thoughts - Michael Schulte

Thoughts, they are like restless beasts in my head

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

(Oh, oh, oh)

(Oh, oh, oh)

Thoughts, are creeping in with arms of silence

Time, will make me drown here on my island

When pressure's rising like a wave 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

I'm running, running, running, running, running

Into a fire

I'm running, running, running, running, running

Into a fire

(Oh, oh, oh)

(Oh, oh, oh)