lyrics
A sea of black
An empty room
I’m moving on
And yet I’m here
The same old place
That rips me apart
I feel I’m trapped
Into myself
Behind the bars
Of my existence
A prison made
Out of my flesh
Its foundations
My sentiments
I yearn for freedom
I crave for air
There are times I want to walk, into the fire
There are times I want to jump, into the void
Moments of grief I’m swallowed by my bleak thoughts
My darkest hours are those, I’ll never speak about
credits
from
Thole EP,
released December 27, 2017
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