Hostage
It’s who YOU’VE become
your EVERYTHING is numb
you push a w a y the ones who care
filling your lungs with toxic air
ALWAYS popping pills
because you like the way it feels
you’re in BONDAGE
You’re it’s HOSTAGE.
I know you like the feeling
BUT when you do it you aren’t seeing
we WISH and PRAY you would F L E E
because we CAN see
it’s ripping you apart
eating away at your beautiful heart
again you show up
H
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G
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we can all see it in your EYES
my HEART breaks in TwO
and I DEEPLY ache for you
you CAN escape
the BONDAGE you’ll break
D
R
O
P those black chains
Restore your intelligent brain
you NEED to e s c a p e
no longer THINKING it’s your FATE
to be held HOSTAGE
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