Imprisoned

I'm stuck in a rut, no surprises
Wanna fan the flame, see how far it rises
Every color gray everything the same
At my fingers lay an empire

And I will not be imprisoned

Oh God, what have I done
This pain leaves me to run, replace me with anyone
No gain this is zero-sum

Take me to a different place, let me set a different pace
I will not be the same, I will not be

Oh God, what have I done
This pain leaves me to run, replace me with anyone
No gain this is zero-sum

Take me to a different place, let me set a different pace
I will not be the same, I will not be

Holding on with an iron grip
End of endings

RIP



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Adams
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