It's dark out and everything's distorted Like the sounds out in the street and your face is contorted And I'm starting to feel scared Is this real or am I having a nightmare? I need some rest From the thoughts, they just won't budge Maybe I'm just thinking too much I need some rest From the thoughts, they just won't budge Maybe I'm just thinking too much I wish you would stop spinning And spitting out a bunch of shit And I wind myself up And I know that I'm not tough Now the wind is screaming My ears are ringing ♪ Maybe I'm, maybe I'm Maybe I'm just thinking too much I need some rest From the thoughts, they just won't budge Maybe I'm just thinking too much I need some rest From the thoughts, they just won't budge Maybe I'm just thinking too much