Juvenescent Beat!
Consider No Man Happy Until He's Dead
This repetition never endsAnd I find myself askingWhen will actions cease to simply be motions?And I'm weighted down, always weighted downBy this lead strapped to my legs and armsIt's confining meHow many lines must I mouthBefore words begin to form?And it's been so long since I've heard my own voiceAnd I'm screaming now, screaming out loudFor release from this shallow facadeAnd the lives we lead are not our ownWe portray merely shadowsA senseless drama waiting for the final curtainMy only solace is the sight of my reflection
From Letras Mania