Sunday, October 8

Prisoner

You'd think somehow we'd learn
From birth afraid what we'll come to
Our dreams are doomed to fade
Till shadows hide our face

There is no place to turn
Nowhere on Earth to run to
No place to hide away
No mercy and no grace

There's no such thing as love
Just smiles that die around me
No dawn will ever touch this sky
No sun will ever rise

And there is no light above
These chains have always bound me
I stand a prisoner of the life
I couldn't leave behind

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