Trapped

The night is still, but my heart is fast
When I get there I'll be trapped
I don't wanna see what's behind these eyes
I don't wanna see what's behind these eyes tonight

It's all in front of me
Living, breathing, dreaming, dying

Why are we so concerned with endings?
We can be happy for a while
Now when I close my eyes I envy
Anyone who feels alright

It's all in front of me
Living, breathing, dreaming, dying



Credits
Writer(s): Lydia Elizabeth Lund, Gretchen Renee Grimm, Ann Truscott, Julia Marie Shapiro
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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