8000 Lines

Testo di 8000 Lines

Anno2017
GenereHard Rock
Lingua originaleInglese
Visualizzazioni30
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Cold walls and bars form a cage in my mind Eight thousand lines scratched keep track of the time And I can't recall all the warmth of the light Or the colors and smell from the air outside I tilt my head back and scream down the hall But there's nobody there who will hear me at all I throw my fist against the bricks until there's blood on the walls And pray for the day they all tremble and fall And I count each breath Incarcerated in my head And my time counts down Warden, won't you please let me out? How long will I let this sentence drag on? I wish I could have back these days that have gone If I could escape from my room full of black Would the world out there even welcome me back? I tilt my head back and scream down the hall But there's nobody there who will hear me at all I throw my fist against the bricks until there's blood on the walls And pray for the day they all tremble and fall And I count each breath Incarcerated in my head And my time counts down Warden, won't you please let me out? And I count each breath Incarcerated in my head And my time counts down Warden, won't you please let me out?