The cold prison bar is our legal boundary Now that you left my character drenched in blood Critics and juries virtually, invisible enemies Stomping words in my face while groping my pride
Collecting flak in your pockets because they tell the truth At least that's what you believe, and that's all You need to hear their loathe in your dark room Their laugh haunts you more than nightmares
No guns or bullets but they use to **** As you turn your back, they stab, you kneel They got the knife of deception and treachery Wish you die like a blink yet they torture gradually
You always say, you're such a prey, a dupe Who would believe when you're the willing one? Stay in the cold prison bar where you belong Grasp you hands 'til it warms, you're safe for now
All they know now is your shame penance Cold prison bar, you were jailed for their crime You died from all their stabs of criticisms and lies Thinking are they enough, are they satisfied?
Wish you could tell them you're not a culprit Who takes the blame of your offense or their offense But a lawbreaker of her own pity constitution Who put her ordinance behind to lavish their pride
Thought restrictions would drive you wild But dark walls were painted of a free hand Thought solitude will lose your mind Yet you found the old self, your true friend
You've never been the same, never been better Like a spy with filters in hands sifting hurtful words That no matter how they abuse, damage or ****** Love makes you brand new to go overboard
Walking past through the hall of deliverance Found golden keys to release your handcuffs Your uniform now glitters changing in white dress Only pure hearts can recognize your new price
At the end of the spectrum love is patient and waiting It blinds you the moment it swallows your dark sides Echoing something you've never heard of "That when you die, you didn't lose. May you die all the time."
Like a dying tree in front yard that is too sick to save Left unmoved could **** other surrounding trees So in cold prison bar, they planted your roots to die But from that safe place your roots reached their soil of disgrace
Victims learn from mistakes but you never did They hunt you again this time now in your white dress You flew with your butterfly wings to soar in the sky Above those hunters, above the cold prison bar