Slaves
You are sticking around with the ghosts who have sealed our doom but you’re fine
So you keep on spelling your thoughts and just truly believe they’re not lies
Try to kill your lizard inside but you can’t really see what is there
But you’d rather be blind in this place than be free in a world with no hope
You are chained to your own secret bed in your own little cage with no lights
So you keep on hiding yourself and you know what you’ve heard wasn’t right
Chorus:
I’ve got a crack in my skull
It wasn't really my soul
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