Texty

I don't know what's on the other side of this door that you've got me locked up behind Anything's better than what I've got in this place All alone at the top of this tower, I am scared that I've grown to not recognize my own face These walls have never felt like home I need a life I can call my own I've got a one-way ticket out of here and I don't care where it takes me If it makes me, if it breaks me Yearning and yearning, I keep on turning these pages I write Feels like I'm bleeding, keep on repeating These days become nights, and I'm trying to find a way to escape Find a way out of this place Sha-la-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la The picture you painted was black and white Filled all our memories with wrongs, not rights And you know that the truth is grey My best friend's a window, she shows me things Out in the world, she always brings light at the end of the day These walls have never felt like home I need a life I can call my own Got a one-way ticket out of here and I don't care where it takes me If it makes me, if it breaks me Open up the window and let me see all of the things that you've hidden from me Yearning and yearning, I keep on turning these pages I write Feels like I'm bleeding, keep on repeating These days become nights and I'm trying to find a way to escape Find a way out of this place
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