5.8.15

Deprived

Here's a little song i wrote
Deprived

In the long hours of waiting
I stood still in the dark
Turned my head to the mirror
And I saw myself growing weary and ill
And I turned my head to the wall looking for answers
And I tuned my ears to the bricks whispering secrets

Anticipation of the future
Deprived of my dreams - of my hope
And I grow old every minute
Feeling my blood getting cold
And I turned my head to the wall looking for answers
And I tuned my ears to the bricks whispering secrets

(Outro)
And I turned my head to the wall looking for answers
And I tuned my ears to the bricks whispering secrets



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