| Prison Cell
there's a prison cell inside my head in the darkest depths of hate it's a living hell where life is dead and now its my private estate 'cuz it's always there inside of you and knows when you're awake in a place where you might think it's safe the addiction lives inside of me and there's nothing I can do and when I set my demons free Mr. Hyde comes creepin' through because the beast is free inside of me and there's demons in his eyes insanity's been planting seeds as the sickness starts to rise and the quest for death is in your head feedin' yah full of lies you'd keep your demons on a leash but he's the quicker and the wise Copyright �2004 George Alan Lawson II |
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