Night so dark and day so cold I always did what I was told
And here I lie and now I cry and wait for little girl to die
Hand on fist I push against the feelings that become of this
Covered eyes and hidden lies and feelings never un-despised
Shackled hands and banded feet while jesus save me I repeat
No ears hear my hidden fears or see the crashing of my tears
Like wave on rock, no key for lock and all I have is empty talk
Empty hollow like a bell no salvation in my hell
Who are you and who am I, who I was has long since died
No more feelings no more thoughts no more battles being fought
So that was me but I’m not free, still tied down by history
So there I lie, and choose to die. And all the shame’s .. forever mine.
Copyright 2003 cre
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