Lyrics Michael Schulte – Thoughts

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

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