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Burn this prison the lives you stole for wisdom lets mourn
This prison
That's locked inside of my head is rotted to the core.
Into bloodshed lies a tender spirit giving praise.
Just give it another day your fading
Away piecing together your life as your glue runs out
Begging a revolution and spreading delusion
Crossing the lines they both grow congruent.

Can you feel me prying out the nails that board the door

Peeking through the key hole seeing through
Your throbbing heart.
This prison that's locked inside
Of my head is rotted to the core.

This prison
That's locked inside of my head is rotted to the core.
Into bloodshed lies a tender spirit giving praise.
Just give it another day your fading away
Piecing together your life as your glue runs out.
Begging a revolution and spreading delusion crossing
The lines they both grow congruent.

Burn this prison the lives you stole
For wisdom we will mourn