Break Free

by Sage   Apr 2, 2008


I was born in the roots and through the shoots of that tree behind the yellow home�.
Now Iâ��m dieing in the dumpster and through that alleyway behind the brick caf�©
And if you ask me to comply I think I�ll go back again
If I could only ask you why, would I be convicted of a crime again?
Oh please let me go from here, I know it�s not my time�.
Not here, where bastards drink money like it�s fine wine

Oh please don�t bring me to an evening of forlorn fog
The coast is gathering waves and I�m blinded by the smog
Now there�s no lighthouse to direct me, no loving hand to guide
Sometimes I just wanna lock myself up and find a place to hide
But I know that�s not an option, I gotta face my fears
Lest I go to jail �cause some big man overhears

These bars are like rainbow ribbons, flashing brightly in the wind
So go ahead, dry your tears, and throw your coffin in
I�m captured in a spider�s web honed by plastic lies
And I can�t rip myself free to hear their distant cries
Oh please free me from this place; I�d rather be dead
Push your lies, push your rejection, and stop playing with my head!

But without you no one can exist, and that just isn�t right
So maybe I can take your morning beatings, maybe I�ll just cower at this fight
We�re tired of being subjugated, and sick of being used
This is our world now, and we won�t stand to be abused
But it�s not our fear that holds us back, not their power and fervent rage
It�s this patriarch society, ruling every god damn day and age

And now she�ll rise above
Paint our faces with dieing rain
We just let the tears run, finally she took away our pain.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments