When it is getting quiet
It's getting loud in my head
Thoughts come to the fore
Whether i want or not
The heart races only when i
When i think about it
Thoughts are a carousel
Have no beginning and no end
Feet are completely sweaty
I need to get out again
If that would help i doubt it
How do i fucking relax
It is the nocturnal thought bus
It comes by and stops by tonight
At which time of the night you do not know
It comes and goes when it wants
Please spare me tonight
I am late in bed
Could use a little sleep
My body needs rest
Please spare me tonight
I am late in bed
Could use a little sleep
My body needs rest
It is the nocturnal thought bus
It comes by and stops by tonight
At which time of the night you do not know
It comes and goes when it wants
It is the nocturnal thought bus
It comes by and stops by tonight
At which time of the night you do not know
It comes and goes when it wants