Lyrics:
Just a little too close
Trapped by your attraction
I am a prisoner of your world
Emptiness keeps me hostage
Emptiness is my jailer
I am just like you
Trapped in motion
Tied to devotion
Every day is blackmail
And every day I fail
I am your prisoner
I am your prisoner
Besieged by walls
Forced
to fit in
I'm a prisoner
A prisoner from within
My eyes are staying open
But I am not awake
My beauty is within
But my skin is opaque
Distracted by
Or being by myself
Someday I will fall asleep
Excited to see what tomorrow brings
Someday I will finally believe
I am proud of who I am
No longer a prisoner
You take my love make me live in defeat
Locked up and shackled by my hands and feet
Fighting alone with my greatest enemy
Look in the mirror and see
but it's too late i'm dead man walking
I am prisoner of a lie
a nightmare into my mind
come and shake me, i will be stronger
I am prisoner of a lie
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Drew brees cameron jordan never been a saint
When your dream ain't working gotta picture paint
Mode of an ape always knew that i'd be great
Fuck you
or saint (sinner or saint)
No one’s getting ruled by none
In this utopia
No one is superior
Nor above the law
Mind over matter
Controlled by the will
Tool
Well, I said, "I'd like to leave you
With something warm"
How many times
Drowning in the sea
Drowning
That was when the dream took her prisoner
deep inside of him
Locked up like a prisoner of war
But he dreams of breaking out of here
The boy from the East River shore
Most of the neighbors
Tempted by rumors, repelled by lies
But it's in the calmest waters where the deepest secrets lie
Where the willows hang so serene and still
Their
Hallelujah
Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah
Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah
Pure by the purifier, He fireproofed us
Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah
slightly crushing my hand
Don't look up!
Or you'll be blinded by the light
Child you've been told to sell the saints for the dead the saints for the dead
only see before them being prevented by the chains from turning their heads around
Above and behind them, A fire is blazing the distance
They see only
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
as it's lost
And I will always pay my dues to you
Saint Philomena, love forever lost
Saint Philomena stand by me
I'll wear you round my neck - protect
to my knees again
There are many here who fall where I do
Let Me Ask Of You...
Can the lost ever be found? Can the prisoner be unbound?
Did you come
louder
We livin' it louder, louder
We taking no prisoners
No prisoners
We livin' it louder, louder
Take on anything I live to slay
Take a picture now you
the way I ought to
As the days go rolling by
See me strolling through the meadow
With you baby by my side
Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?
stories narrator
Not a saint of saint of
All of these creators
Just ya hey love hey love
Got my genius woken all night
Painter painter
My stories narrator
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