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Held captive, I’m a prisoner In the back room where the water leaks And I’m oh, so cold Command me on what to do But we both know Neither you or I are in control There’s nothing left for me here I’m grabbing on what’s left of this hole It’s all too real this can’t […]

The time has come for you To sit this one out To fit inside your mold Would be to sell myself short This ground we tread upon We turn the pages left to right Is now filling up to our necks We see everything This ground we tread upon We turn the pages left to