Solitary, prison style
I walk with my head down
Always judged like on trial.
And you, your honor, forgot your gown.
You don't really know what i can do,
what i will do only for you.
For you, I'd bleed my wrists and
rip my heart to place in your hands.
Don't care what you to with it,
just stop this insane beating.
When our eyes meet and lights are lit.
Winter leaves and it's warm again.
But i like the dark. it's still.
It hugs me tighter than you ever will.
So get the keys and open the door.
Get me out before i get more
lost in my dreams and desires.
Here's the match. Start the fires.
And I'll go back to living silently
in this dark town, Population: me.


 
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