A Thousand Nights Songtext
von Nick Betschart

One billion
Make it stop

Three AM and the ceiling is spinning around
My head is a warzone, I can′t hear a sound
Just the static, the panic
The noise in my brain
I'm driving a Ferrari down the wrong side of the lane

I tried to meditate
I tried to medicate
But this chaos inside is my only fate
Swipe left on the peace, swipe right on the sin
Open up the skull and let the madness in

The pressure is building, the gauge is in the red
I′m trapped in the prison inside of my head
I need a release
I need to break through
Screaming at the silence
Fuck


I spent a thousand nights awake
Through a million problems that I couldn't shake
With a billion thoughts crashing like a wave
Digging my way out of a shallow grave
We run, we burn, we crash, we fight
Lost in the rhythm of the endless night
A thousand nights, a million scars
We are the wreckage among the stars

A thousand nights
A million problems
I can't turn it off
Just let me dance it off

Pour the whiskey, drown the logic
Make it go away
I don′t want to see the sunshine
I don′t want the day
Math is broken, counting money
Counting all the lies
I can see the algorithm burning in your eyes
Too much data, too much drama
System overload
I'm a ticking bomb exploding on this lonely road
Don′t tell me to calm down
Don't tell me to breathe
I wear my psychosis right here on my sleeve


The pressure is building, the gauge is in the red
I′m trapped in the prison inside of my head
I need a release
I need to break through
Let it go

I spent a thousand nights awake
Through a million problems that I couldn't shake
With a billion thoughts crashing like a wave
Digging my way out of a shallow grave
We run, we burn, we crash, we fight
Lost in the rhythm of the endless night

Tick, tock
One thousand
Tick, tock
One million
Tick, tock
One billion
My mind is a weapon
My mind is a weapon
Trigger

Overthinking, overheating
Never sleeping, heart is beating
Like a drum, like a gun
Nowhere left to run
Paranoia in the corner
Looking like a former lover
Cover up the mirror
Yeah, the end is getting nearer
I got ninety-nine problems
And a billion regrets
Placing all my money on the losing bets
But tonight we alive, tonight we don′t care
Put your middle fingers up in the fucking air

A billion thoughts
A billion thoughts
Silence them all

I spent a thousand nights awake
Through a million problems that I couldn't shake
With a billion thoughts crashing like a wave
We are the kings of the mess we made