Текст песни I'm Thiking Too Much - Ziaan

Oh yeah, her eyes are the life
Oh yeah, i'm dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
I'm in the darkness of my room recording this fucking song,
Thinking 'bout all the fake love
Thinking 'bout to kill my self, yeah
Please dont let me cry
I just need your hand

I want you so bad, but your not good anymore for me
Suicide, yes, yes
In the darkness side of my room,
Thinking about the fake love that i lost

Thinking about i said when i was dope
So dope, dope, dope, dope, dope, dope
So dope, dope, when i was dope, dope, dope, dope
Im in the darkness of my room recording this fucking song,
Thinking 'bout all the fake love
Thinking 'bout to kill my self, yeah
Please dont let me cry
I just need your hand
Your hand, your hand, your hand, your...

I want you so bad, but your not good anymore for me