Stonewall Static - Transistor

Charade

Former friend, you're here again
Say what you have to say
Don't touch my hand, when you're who ran
When they took me away

I tried to hide, they'd seek and find
My hands in your charade
But I'd rather rot behind these bars
Than come back to play

Cause I don't want to hold your cold hands
I don't want to live there anymore
Outside my window is wasteland
I don't want to live there anymore
Pull up a chair now sit down
It's story-time in prison now and you're my crowd
I'll tell of that trouble town and why I'll never call it home

Pull up a chair now sit down
It's story-time in prison now and you're my crowd
I'll tell of that trouble town and why I'll never call it

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Writer(s): Caleb Gonzales
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