Intro کے بول

Will someone please turn off my mind My thoughts are racing all the time There is no reason or no rhyme I'm trapped inside myself A newborn baby has two primary forms of communication Laughter, which says, I love this Or crying, which says, this frightens me, I'm in pain Life can bring much pain There are many ways to deal with this pain Choose wisely At the bottom of the hourglass Lies sand that represents the past In which all of my demons rest I'm calling out for help There are many ways to deal with this pain Choose wisely (choose wisely, choose wisely) (Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely) (Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely) (Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely) K-O-D