Bad Thoughts 2

I keep having dreams about my dad, they're always sad, theyre always sad
I keep thinking you’re lying to me, that you're using, that you're using

I don’t know how to get away, from these bad thoughts, from these bad thoughts
They keep on leading me astray, I get lost, I get lost

I finally found the courage to talk, to talk
I found that my worries were false, were false
I'm glad that my friends keep me in line, keep me in line
There doesn't have to be a bitter end to my life, to my life