long face lines trace the time
memories that you hold dear
swear you;ve been blessed by years
routine that;s kept you here
so long, so long
strong, how much stronger, stronger than me
pull a little harder
until you pull free
caned young to stop the bend
up before the world awakes
won;t leave your home behind
bones like leviathans of pride
inside, inside
pull a little harder
you;re almost there
we harbor your prejudice
we all want more than we have
but when it all fades away
underneath we are the same

music: lacuna coil; reverie
mood: cranky