Cold walls and bars form a cage in my mind, 8000 Lines scratched keep track of the time, I can't recall 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.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
