Michael Schulte - Thoughts

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

Written by:
MICHAEL ANTHONY SCHULTE, ROBERT STEPHENSON

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