Douglas Aldridge - Bad Thoughts

I throw the stick
The dog goes out
I see it stab her
In the mouth
I drop the lighter
It explodes
And reveals
My blood and bones
Little kids
On moving stairs
I see them falling
Through the air
The guns pulled out
And in my mind
I can see
The families cry
I look up
The planes in the sky
I can see the people
Crash and die
Petroleum trucks
On the road
Death on wheels
Is how they're known
We're in a war
That's on the road
Where it stops
No one knows

When my head
Thinks these thoughts
It makes me wanna
Blow it off
When my head
Thinks these thoughts
It makes me wanna
Blow it off
When my head
Thinks these thoughts
It makes me wanna
Blow it off
When my head
Thinks these thoughts
It makes me wanna
Blow it off
All these bad thoughts
All these bad thoughts
All these bad thoughts
All these bad thoughts
All these bad thoughts
All these bad thoughts
All these bad thoughts
All these bad thoughts
Where it stops
No one knows
When my head
Thinks these thoughts
It makes me wanna
Blow it off
When my head
Thinks these thoughts
It makes me wanna
Blow it off

Written by:
Douglas Aldridge

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