216 Hands Bound
Going through the motions with the sound turned down
Trying to stand up with your hands bound
Running in place wearing blindfolds
And you're never contemplating what the mind holds
It tears me appart
This vengeant heart thrists fir love lived through art
Both sides of the sword splintered
I'd walk for miles to taste your smile
These eyes see through denial
Turn of a dial static sings
Blue gray green
I can feel her eyes on me