Lyrics

4:00 In the morning, and the world to most seems calm

But in my head the storm rages on.

How many thoughts can one brain handle?
burning through the hours like a two wick candle.

Over thinker, the thoughts never stop, over thinker and I’d like it a lot, if just for once, just for a spell my mind was quiet
and not putting me through hell

A small concern? A little worry, but for me it’s a worst case flurry. How can I take something so small, make it a monster and have it so tall

When does it stop? When is it over? I’ve wished over a four leaf clover, but my mind never stops and it all seems real, it’s even hard to say how I feel. The areas of gray are thick and intense, such an unfortunate circumstance…

Over thinker, the thoughts never stop, over thinker and I’d like it a lot, if just for once, just for a spell my mind was quiet
and not putting me through hell


When does it stop? When is it over?

I’ve wished over a four leaf clover, but my mind never stops and it all seems real, it’s even hard to say how I feel.

The areas of gray are thick and intense, such an unfortunate circumstance…

Over thinker, the thoughts never stop, over thinker and I’d like it a lot, if just for once, just for a spell my mind was quiet
and not putting me through hell

And I ask, what happened, what made me this way. And I ask, what happened, why do I have to pay…for others indiscretions, and for their failed lessons. Maybe no one cares, but for me it’s all unfair

So I go through my days, trying to find some ways, to blend in and not be a burden. But it’s hard to fit in, when you feel one in a million.

Over thinker, the thoughts never stop, over thinker and I’d like it a lot, if just for once, just for a spell my mind was quiet
and not putting me through hell