Sep 2014
I wish I was bullet-proof
Walls all up
Open your eyes
See
the
grey
There's nowhere to go
Not anymore
There's no one calling for you
Not even a whisper*
Does that not feel
Like freedom?
Walls all up
Open your eyes
See
the
grey
There's nowhere to go
Not anymore
There's no one calling for you
Not even a whisper*
Does that not feel
Like freedom?
Written by
The Anonymous Joker
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