Escaping You

This cold within me, 
Is breaking through, 
And wasted places, 
That were once new, 
This empty sound, 
Keeps ringing its tune, 
As I look into the ground, 
Uh oh. 

This age old truth, 
Of misguided youth, 
As I forget you (These phrases that you say), 

Now my twisted love's, 
Hands on my throat, 
This twisted love, 
Say what you will to get on top of me, 

You subjugate me, 
Head trapped askew, 
This prison I have built, 
My emotional tomb, 
You're in my head, 
It's what you do, 
Your blade's still red, 
Uh oh. 

This hopeless truth, 
Of a fading youth, 
An' I can't forget you (These phrases that you say), 

Now my twisted love's, 
Hands on my throat, 
This twisted love, 
Say what you will to get on top of me, 

Escaping You, 
Escaping You, 
I'm torn, I'm spun, 
Your eyes have got me done, 
I say now, 
Ah, ah, ah, 

Now my twisted love's, 
Hands on my throat, 
This twisted love, 
Say what you will to get on top of me, 

Escaping You, 
Escaping You, 
I'm torn, I'm spun, 
Your eyes have got me done, 
I say now, 
Ah, ah, ah.

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