I'm not scared to die,
I'm just scared of running out of life
Running out.
Dress up to try,
I guess your mind is out to dry
Out to dry.
My mind is in tongues,
I don't understand.
It started like thunder,
Now this storm's out of hand.
My eyes seeing under the surface of you,
As I'm turning to you asking what it is I should do
Just what I should do.
My mind is in tongues,
I don't understand.
It started like thunder,
Now this storm's out of hand.
My eyes seeing under the surface of you,
As I'm turning to you asking what it is I should do
Just what I should do.
Where I belong,
Inflicting upon,
The pain of my past, the fear of my future.
Turning it round like this thunderous creature to you,
This creature to you.
S.G. Wolfgang - Thunder Lyrics
S.G. Wolfgang - Thunder Lyrics
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I'm not scared to die,
I'm just scared of running out of life
Running out.
Dress up to try,
I guess your mind is out to dry
Out to dry.
My mind is in tongues,
I don't understand.
It started like thunder,
Now this storm's out of hand.
My eyes seeing under the surface of you,
As I'm turning to you asking what it is I should do
Just what I should do.
My mind is in tongues,
I don't understand.
It started like thunder,
Now this storm's out of hand.
My eyes seeing under the surface of you,
As I'm turning to you asking what it is I should do
Just what I should do.
Where I belong,
Inflicting upon,
The pain of my past, the fear of my future.
Turning it round like this thunderous creature to you,
This creature to you.
I'm just scared of running out of life
Running out.
Dress up to try,
I guess your mind is out to dry
Out to dry.
My mind is in tongues,
I don't understand.
It started like thunder,
Now this storm's out of hand.
My eyes seeing under the surface of you,
As I'm turning to you asking what it is I should do
Just what I should do.
My mind is in tongues,
I don't understand.
It started like thunder,
Now this storm's out of hand.
My eyes seeing under the surface of you,
As I'm turning to you asking what it is I should do
Just what I should do.
Where I belong,
Inflicting upon,
The pain of my past, the fear of my future.
Turning it round like this thunderous creature to you,
This creature to you.
Writer: FRANK K GRANT, TOM DONALD
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave