Ian Absurd - Small Radio Show

Outside

My home
Bring me home
Bring me home

Feel like the rat in the cage
I cannot stand
This repetition of simulations that lead to nowhere

From the brightest spring
The harvest of my soul
No one knows (I hope someday I get free)
Over the tallest grasses
I let my body go, but
No one knows (from the grips of loneliness)

I don't wanna be the one
To hold the darkest side when we're in ruins
I cannot break this gate that I've built
I cannot break this gate that I've built

I don't wanna go outside
Everything tells me to hide again
I don't wanna go outside
Everything tells me to hide again

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Writer(s): Ian Absurd
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