Thomas Lyrics

Young minds shaped

By the paths they take

The lives they make

It's no mistake

Satisfactory

Simplicity

But can their minds

Even breathe

Underneath the page

It's all the same

Flowing through your veins

This blood runs strange

Pumping at the heart

Throbbing at the mind

Faster than the clock

Ticking out of time

Restless winds will sweep

The thoughts that make you weak

Unveiling curtains speak

Of that which you seek

Where do you run

Where do you hide

Open the door

Step inside

So I packed my bags and slammed this old rusty door

Don't know where I'm going but I know I'm gone for sure

So I packed my bags and slammed this old rusty door

You can try to run and hide

From the demons that reside

In the back of your head

Till the chase runs your life

You can try to satisfy

A shallow, sheltered lie

In the back of your head

Till the chase runs your life