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Prisoner of Your Own Sins

The Bleak Picture
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You wave your hand to the air For all those precious moments gone away The birds flew away like dust of yesteryears Broken down, a prisoner of your own sins You turn around once more As if that would save the day The birds flew away like dust of yesteryears Broken down, you're a prisoner of your own sins There are no flowers to hold in your arms The sand runs through the fingers of your gums There is no poison to make you feel alright There are no words to redeem your heart These pages you're holding up They lay you down on a bed full of broken flags Accompanied by their quiet cry They do bleed like stickers in your hands There are no flowers to hold in your arms The sand runs through the fingers of your gums There is no poison to make you feel alright There are no words to redeem your heart There are no flowers to hold in your arms The sand runs through the fingers of your gums There is no poison to make you feel alright There are no words to redeem your heart There is a sun lost in your eyes Broken down, a prisoner of your own sinsMute, you lie still and watch The fires of contempt burn away your innocence Sold your skin to be a part of something So naรฏve, and you were In your longing for the lost Memories buried by the past Another curse prays away Blame the game, it's all the same You take another word From the wall built of your hurt Another curse prays away Fail the game, it's all the same Your sanity dissolves in this cruel play Where small shots give you no peace After all you gave, it comes to an end too And so The bleeding eyes on your face The pain all you have They know this game won't last Hearing you cry alone In this prison of your own A sentence of breaths is gone In this silent death You lay spewing the red Broken glass around You leave this all behind Left all with shame Chosen corpses residing in your mind Escaping the tears, escaping your fears Leaving this world behind, leaving yourself The dead prisoner of your own mind