Dub Pistols - Running From the Thoughts lyrics

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Dub Pistols - Running From the Thoughts lyrics

Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away Keep dragging me into it Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away How many times we been through it Communication breakdown Party anthem lay down Spirits of a playground Running from a grey town Amityville horror Ghosts form the past That will travel through tomorrow, follow Each and every step that I take As many bars I break I still cant escape So at night I stay awake Go out and separate My soul from my conscience And all I can equate is a bunch of crazy nonsense Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away Keep dragging me into it Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away How many times we been through it Try to stay versatile And switch up my pattern Cant keep it rotating like the rings of Saturn Got to break the cycle And move it like nitro Get it out of my head before I go psycho Insomniac on the track Falling out, bouncing back Coming with the wild attack Trying to keep my mind intact Back to the days of the past Keep popping in my head like a memory flash Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away Keep dragging me into it Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away How many times we been through it Ahh sh** just can get out that circle Kids got me by-cycling home Yeah all you Willy Wonka motherf**ers Time to move the mast Throw them in my mustache Roll a big spliff Light it up with a match Puff puff Rocking kasbahs like the clash We can all sit back and watch the world crash Then pick up the pieces of the fractured elements Write your last will and testament Like it was the end But it's never the end I hate to tell you my friend They keep coming back again and again Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away Keep dragging me into it Running from the thoughts I keep bumping back into it Trying to get away How many times we been through it