Prison
So tired of searching, and gazing above
I fell to prison for killing this thing called love
With nothing left to gain to lose
I learnt to live on abandoned side of world
I wish that I could run away
Though I wish that I could stay
To live without their promises
That love will come one day
Anything I give, they ask for more
To bottom I am bound
The ship is sailing to crash in fears
Of siren's farewell sound
With you, yeeeeeaaaaah
Calling out your name
I'm in prison cell with you
I fell to prison for killing this thing called love
With nothing left to gain to lose
I learnt to live on abandoned side of world
I wish that I could run away
Though I wish that I could stay
To live without their promises
That love will come one day
Anything I give, they ask for more
To bottom I am bound
The ship is sailing to crash in fears
Of siren's farewell sound
With you, yeeeeeaaaaah
Calling out your name
I'm in prison cell with you
Credits
Writer(s): Chris The Lord Harms
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