Words, words, words.
The silence is deafening
I don't know what to say
Until after it's too late
When I wanna scream the loudest
That's when silence holds me
In a stranglehold
A prisoner of the mind
A prisoner to the boundaries of the physical world
Released in dreams
Where anything is possible
Or so it seems
And where does it all come from
Will I ever know
Does it even matter
Now I am not too sure
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 2:50 PM UTC
Words, words, words.
The silence is deafening
I don't know what to say
Until after it's too late
When I wanna scream the loudest
That's when silence holds me
In a stranglehold
A prisoner of the mind
A prisoner to the boundaries of the physical world
Released in dreams
Where anything is possible
Or so it seems
And where does it all come from
Will I ever know
Does it even matter
Now I am not too sure
