Thread (The Mr. Kane Churko Mix)

Chasing echoes through the corner of my mind

Hollow eyes are stepping out into the nightNow the void is opened calling me inside

It's hard to hide

I'm hanging by a thread, I'm waiting for you call

My hands are turning red

I'm hanging by a thread, I thought I had it all

My parachute's in shredsAll the miles I ride, body turning thin

A couple piece of paper trying to open

I'm climbing up the rabbit hole, I feel the spin

And chase the windI'm hanging by a thread, I'm waiting for you call

My hands are turning red

I'm hanging by a thread, I thought I had it all

My parachute's in shreds

Songwriters

Don Gilmore, James Culpepper, Jared Hartmann, Kristen May, Lacey Mosley, Pat Seals, Sameer BhattacharyaPublished by

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group