Artist: the gamits
Song: how to escape
Anywhere but here,
in any place but this.
We're living out our lives in suspended animation,
waiting for the next train to appear.
For some reason I took a wrong turn somewhere
between black and white.
And now i'm stuck in this location,
counting the days till I get back home.
These walls weren't built to break,
how much stress can they take?
I won't leave you behind,
I know how to escape.
Our wounds will heal in time.
These sounds will numb the pain.
You got no regrets
and no boundaries, well I've got a lot of both.
Chains of hurt and balls of anger
kept me in this prison for some time.
Now I'm crawling out
through those tunnels that I've dug out underground.
And no one notices or hears me,
and no one ever listened anyway.
These walls weren't built to break,
How much stress can they take?
I won't leave you behind,
I know how to escape
Our wounds will heal in time.
These sounds will numb the pain.
What are you waiting for, some kind of sign?
You either grow or you die.
These walls weren't built to break,
how much stress can they take?
I won't leave you behind,
I know how to escape
Our wounds will heal in time.
These sounds will numb the pain.
