Song - Thoughts by Sir Dallas Xavier Fleming
I’m lost in my own head, this drinking got me thinking that ill never make it out of this hole that I'm in. Just put the drink down or you never make it out, your letting these thoughts in and their speaking loud, oh here they come, here they come.
These thoughts ohhh these thoughts, these evil, evil thoughts.
Here I am, the demon of your mind, c’mon, c’mon, let me inside. Im sick, Im twisted, ill make you pull the trigger on yourself to end it all, end it all, end it all.
Oh, these demons, their giving you these horrible ideas, don’t listen, don’t listen. Don’t give in, don’t give up, and youll make it out alive.
These thoughts, ohh these...