Held down, strangled and abused.
Cut down to half a member.
Left with his hand tied.
Everything points in the wrong direction .
All the joy disappeared.
The negative has penetrated.
Once he was in control.
What’s left, the faintest laughter.
We’re out of focus.
We’ve lost control.
I blame our ego,
and you call me names.
You’re told that you’re trapped below
And dark signs help to prove
You got to reach further
for what life shall provide
Feeling pressure from the fold
He believes the dream is over
Drained blue eye - scorching fire
The whole meaning becomes undone.
We’re out of focus
We’ve lost control
I blame our ego
and you call me names
You’re told that you’re trapped below
And dark signs help to prove
You got to reach further
for what life shall provide
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