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The dark notice, that I am a prisoner. |
| Some day there will be away To brake away from what ever you say To get away from every day We stay here this way But to this day here I lay In broken dissaray Chaind by your every try With every breath you denigh Every word was a lie Deep in my past And to far in the future I'm swalowed by the prasent You've chaind me to every day Forced to live out Every little doubt That I'll ever be out |