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Caged Birds

Insane Slave

I am getting tired of starting again
Of drawing new beginnings
Ignoring all the bad signs

When the light begins to fade
Silly, I keep on trying
Patiently, as if I were begging you to

Tie my hands
To your electric chair
And burn my skin
Until I feel nothing within

A cage full of good fellas
Never going anywhere
Like birds singing acapella

Dead souls, wounded bodies
Push the button to restart
Before a crime becomes art

Tie my hands
To your electric chair
And burn my skin
So, you can see within

Bite the sand
I threw in the air
I might be leaving soon
I won't let you know where