These Four walls
When they lay our bones to rest Maybe then they’ll understand Why we couldn’t live like all the rest Time changes people And sometimes change is cruel That face in the mirror is looking old and ill So easy to go to sleep Just to let it all go But then you’re as good as dead A drunk passed out in the winter snow When you know in your gut You can’t go back You have to run from the pack These four walls Would have killed me I had to get free Trying so hard To feel whole We abused our bodies Trying to find our souls Looking half dead But never feeling more alive At least we never gave in Never gave in to the easy life When you know in your gut You can’t go back You have to run from the pack These four walls Would have killed me I had to get free I never knew that these dreams would Take me so far from home My life, my love To the end my very own When you know in your gut You can’t go back You have to run from the pack These four walls Would have killed me I had to get free I had to be free I still have to get free Highest of highs The lowest of lows Where this all stops Nobody knows
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