Intro (KOD)

Can someone please turn off my mind? My thoughts are racing all the time There is no reason or no rhyme I'm trapped inside myself A newborn baby has two primary modes of communication Laughter, which says, "I love this" Or crying, which says, "This frightens me, I'm in pain" Life can bring much pain There are many ways to deal with this pain Choose wisely At the bottom of the hourglass Lies sand that represents the past In which all of my demons rest I'm calling out for help There are many ways to deal with this pain Choose wisely Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely K-O-D