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18. Saleka - Release
Blacktop Mojo - 8000 Lines
8000 Lines
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Cold walls and bars form a cage in my mind,
8000 Lines scratched keep track of the time,
I can't recall the warmth of the light,
Or the colors and smell from the air outside,
I tilt my head back and scream down the hall,
But there's nobody there who will hear me at all
I throw my fist against the bricks until there's blood on the walls,
And pray for the day they all tremble and fall.
And I count each breath,
Incarcerated in my head,
And my time counts down,
Warden won't you please let me out.
How long will I let this sentence drag on?
I wish I could have back these days that have gone.
If I could escape from my room full of black
Would the world out there even welcome me back?
I tilt my head back and scream down the hall,
But there's nobody there who will hear me at all
I throw my fist against the bricks until there's blood on the walls,
And pray for the day they all tremble and fall.
And I count each breath,
Incarcerated in my head,
And my time counts down,
Warden won't you please let me out.
8000 Lines scratched keep track of the time,
I can't recall the warmth of the light,
Or the colors and smell from the air outside,
I tilt my head back and scream down the hall,
But there's nobody there who will hear me at all
I throw my fist against the bricks until there's blood on the walls,
And pray for the day they all tremble and fall.
And I count each breath,
Incarcerated in my head,
And my time counts down,
Warden won't you please let me out.
How long will I let this sentence drag on?
I wish I could have back these days that have gone.
If I could escape from my room full of black
Would the world out there even welcome me back?
I tilt my head back and scream down the hall,
But there's nobody there who will hear me at all
I throw my fist against the bricks until there's blood on the walls,
And pray for the day they all tremble and fall.
And I count each breath,
Incarcerated in my head,
And my time counts down,
Warden won't you please let me out.
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