These Fevered Times Songtext
von Darkest Hour
These Fevered Times Songtext
My heart's been racing with my mind
To the finish line of these fevered times
Stuck down again
This turbulence has overcome tranquility
Pounding the walls inside
These thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming
Confusion replaces clarity
A neurotic rearrangement
You know the feeling when down
Feels up to its old tricks again, it's so misleading
When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep, when I dream myself awake
When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep, when I dream myself awake
When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep
Pounding the walls
Inside these thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming
My heart's been racing with my mind
To the finish line of these fevered times
These fevered times
To the finish line of these fevered times
Stuck down again
This turbulence has overcome tranquility
Pounding the walls inside
These thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming
Confusion replaces clarity
A neurotic rearrangement
You know the feeling when down
Feels up to its old tricks again, it's so misleading
When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep, when I dream myself awake
When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep, when I dream myself awake
When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep
Pounding the walls
Inside these thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming
My heart's been racing with my mind
To the finish line of these fevered times
These fevered times
Writer(s): Michael Schleibaum, Ryan Littlefield Parrish, Kristopher Norris, John Henry, Paul Wayne Burnette Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com