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.
CHORUS
I am running into the fire,
Tonight this war is easily lost,
tonight
these
sparks
slowly
scars
running
rising
restless
easily
turns
thoughts
kills
cause
wires
beasts
drown
chorus
faith
silence
creeping
doubt
island
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