Runaway

These poison thoughts inside my head I want them gone I want them dead I feel them now and I see red Please kill them all, put them to bed Trying to keep myself alive It doesn't matter what my mind says I won't run away Faster, escaping from my disaster A dirty game is what my mind plays I won't run away I won't run away Spit them out from inside of my throat I sink myself but I don't float in a hoax Scratching my back Getting a heart attack Please kill them all and please put them to bed Goela a baixo pra tirar la da garganta Tudo aquilo que não me convém O corpo pede e a mente então difere O resto é resto o que sobrar não tem remédio