Monks of Doom
Trapped
TrappedA game of rouletteA marble and wheelRevolver and steelWhile down on his luckA grimacing drunkHe spins on his axisOn top of the tableEspousing his views... familiarRemoved it may come to youHow your contempt is renewedThe train of thought running hereMakes me see all too clearHow I'm like everyone I can remember I knewTrappedSupply and demandMathematics and factsComputing revealedThe secret's concealedDisplaced of its dayThe weight of an ageA hideous schemeHorizons of steelLetras de cancionesWalking on tightropesThey're lost in my neighborhoodLong streets I know very wellWandering aimlessly, wavering endlesslyLeaving today for the next town that gets in the wayTrappedBy fear in my voiceI struggle to speakI struggle to reachThat tone in your voiceThe onset of fearIt spins like the worldAs is everything nearJust from breathing the airTrapped by my point of viewLocked in a waiting room where we are smothered desireLost in a notebook who's heartstrings sing out to youComing to terms with the slow spiteful passing of years
From Letras Mania