I'm not beholden but I'm bottled up yeah O' Look in my eyes into my window O' I am not beholden to no one If I am threatened I build a wall I beat the drum till I'm satisfied And lead a ritual Devour all of our young
Yeah! What am I? I'm at war with my memories No don't torture me Yeah! I'd like to live without my memory
I flew too high she clipped my wings But I soared to the end of earth Before my eyes I can't believe But I soared to the end of earth My love is gone I lost some blood Now I'm salting a bit of earth I let her fly she clipped my wings But I soared to the end of earth
Crawl into my window O' and become beholden to me Oh! I've got my back against the wall I dodge the bullets while they fire And now I'm fighting for fighting for my life, my life!
Yeah! What am I? I'm at at war with my memories No, don't torture me My memories haunt me Yeah, look out Don't, don't torture me I'd like to live without my memory
I flew too high she clipped my wings But I soared to the end of earth Before my eyes I can't believe But I soared to the end of earth My love is gone I lost some blood Now I'm salting a bit of earth I let her fly she clipped my wings But I soared to the end of earth
Compositor: Richard Dale Kotzen ECAD: Obra #20037466