Bad thoughts Songtext
von Cheska Moore

Maybe it′s crossed my mind
Thought about it from time to time
Once or twice
Thinking that I
Could commit to such a
You're twisting my words again
I never said it
Kept it open ended
Apprehended with no intent
It′s not what I meant

There'll be no getting even
I'll make you believe it
Convinced you′re out on your own


Sometimes I get bad thoughts
Coming up again
Acting like a friend
3am in bed kinda
Bad thoughts
Bad thoughts
Sometimes I get bad thoughts
Fading out of colour
Talking to each other
Acting like a lover
Kinda bad thoughts
Bad thoughts

Find it hard to let it go
How the hell am I supposed
To ignore the feeling I fear the most
When I feel the most

There′ll be no getting even
I'll make you believe it
Convinced you′re out on your own

Sometimes I get bad thoughts
Coming up again
Acting like a friend
3am in bed kinda
Bad thoughts
Bad thoughts
Sometimes I get bad thoughts
Fading out of colour
Talking to each other
Acting like a lover
Kinda bad thoughts
Bad thoughts


Let the stings show
It's out of my control
And it′s more divine than I think I know
Once the band plays
I only picture it this way
This way

Sometimes I get bad thoughts
Coming up again
Acting like a friend
3am in bed kinda
Bad thoughts
Bad thoughts
Sometimes I get bad thoughts
Fading out of colour
Talking to each other
Acting like a lover
Kinda bad thoughts
Bad thoughts