Ghostpoet - Them Waters lyrics

Sitting at the station Waiting for my train I can hear those voices Calling me again And I don't want to go down that road It's causing too much pain Take me out the flames And send me down the Thames Send me down the Thames Send me down the Thames Send me down the Thames Send me down the Thames New day, usual But mind stuck in cubicle And top speed two-stepping over puddles beautiful And thinking of a plan but iBrain playing up and lunch break eating up with nourishment and need Then I seek a trusty steed to overcome the abbatoir Thoughts come regular but I'm wearing a large Maybe I'll just excel it Wrap it up and sell it Make a wish don't tell it And send it up to Mars Supermarket trails while I'm thinking about the mail That I got last week and I ain't even opened yet Old fears coming back, and knocking doors Start a palpitation that I can't ignore And sweat brow laughing now Cos if I stop to think It may open floodgates that no key can ever lock And treadmillin never stops And running out of patience And running out of time My fate ain't having it But stopping is a crime