Thoughts

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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.

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.

Thoughts

Are creeping in with arms of silence.

Time,

Will make me me drown here on my island.

The 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 a fire.

Oh, I am running, running, running, running.

Oh into the fire

 

Anton, thank you, for your spontaneous readiness

Done