Turn Out The Lights

(álbum: Foxlore - 2016)

You don't have to believe every single thought
That tumbles through your head
Just 'cause it sounds like you talking
Sometimes all you can do
Is say goodnight and tuck your demons into bed
'Cause they're not worth fighting

Turn out the lights on your racing mind
Turn out the lights on your racing mind

Keep a running list
Of all your doubts and your dead ends
And when you pull yourself out of bed
You taste them on the tip of your tongue
And in the morning when you're standing in the shower
With the water pouring down
You dwell on all you ever did wrong

Turn out the lights on your racing mind
Turn out the lights on your racing mind

What good has ever come of it?
What answers will you find?
Turn out the lights on your mind
Oh, turn out the lights on your mind
Turn out the lights on your mind
Oh, turn out the lights on your mind

You don't have to believe every single thought
That tumbles through your head
Just 'cause it sounds like you talking