Flesh Prison
I used to watch flowers wilt, watch them as they die
The longing feeling that I'd wilt too, at first was a surprise
I never thought I'd want to lie in a box, unmoved by the hands of time
Each night, I beg to be buried, but I still say that I'm fine
This is a flesh prison
This is a flesh prison
This is a flesh prison
The wardens are all dead
It's chaos in this house
But moreso in my head
This is a flesh prison
This is a flesh prison
The longing feeling that I'd wilt too, at first was a surprise
I never thought I'd want to lie in a box, unmoved by the hands of time
Each night, I beg to be buried, but I still say that I'm fine
This is a flesh prison
This is a flesh prison
This is a flesh prison
The wardens are all dead
It's chaos in this house
But moreso in my head
This is a flesh prison
This is a flesh prison
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Writer(s): Ash Saynor
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