I've been thinking bout losing my mind to drinking
And going so blind from it all
That I can't see the writing on the wall
In front of me
(Nothing good, no nothing good, nothing good can come from this)
Now there's this feeling
It burns me alive this believing
And all of my doubts come to call
Saying my rights must be wrong
How could that be?
(Nothing good, no nothing good, nothing good can come from this)