Quarantined

Whisper words into my bleeding ears
Feeding on my deepest fears
Laughing at my falling tears
But I enjoy the view
Push me back and forth all day
Wish that this would go away
Doesn't matter what I say
These thoughts are nothing new

They said it was just a wound
But I can feel it in my soul
As you wrap your hand in mine
Your fingers feel so cold

I can't breathe with your hands on me
I'm wondering: when will you let me free
Drowning under jet black water
My mind's not yours, and yet I'm quarantined

Agile thoughts and bovine hands
Wish I could make you understand
How these days have changed my ways
You're breathing out, but I'm here to stay
We set a fire deep inside
And dance around it from time to time
No more lies, let me be clear
I like the sound of that, my dear

I can't breathe with your hands on me
I'm wondering: when will you let me free
Drowning under jet black water
My mind's not yours, and yet I'm quarantined

I feel you, I promise, I know you're real
Nothing left for either of us to conceal
No matter, I'd rather destroy than rebuild
Then we shall finally see who's King of the Hill
Just let me out
Quarantined within my soul