These hands were clasped for so long in waiting

My eyes have not stopped shifting in so long

The seats here could do with a little cushion

How did I get here

I don’t want to stay here

How did I get here

Please don’t let me stay here

 

I'm dying to see a world where questions aren’t weapons

Slick words, sweet smile, blood stains on your hands

I’m dying to be done with disarming you with smiles

I know this is my final line

 

The honey is sweet

 

But I’ll walk away

And I’ll see these walls fall

But I’ll walk away

And I’ll see these walls fall

 

Holy smoke hid all exit doors

But it’s not hard to find if you follow the laughter

When you reach freedom you can play in my garden

It’s a lot more fun than playing judge and jury

 

But I’ll walk away

And I’ll see these walls fall

But I’ll walk away

And I’ll see these walls fall