Artist : FORD, LITA
Album : Living Like A Runaway
Walking through these halls
Filled with anger
Screaming for my life
But no one answers
And in my head the voice are doomed
The walls are cold and I sit true
I'm forever lost, in the asylum
The scars of your love on my wrist
The scars of madness on your fist
I tried to save the ones I love
I prayed for love of god above
I'm forever lost, in the asylum
No one will believe, the story I tell
No one could imagine such a lonely hell
No one seems to help me now
As though my words were all blacked down
And reaching on the walls, of the asylum, yeah
Instead I turn those tables round
You knock me down on hallow ground
Our wedding vows we pronounce, into the asylum
The whispers of the ghosts of dreams
The way I hoped my life would be
One day I know you'll realize
Our love was meant to die
I don't wanna die, in the asylum
The writing on the wall, in the asylum.
Album : Living Like A Runaway
Walking through these halls
Filled with anger
Screaming for my life
But no one answers
And in my head the voice are doomed
The walls are cold and I sit true
I'm forever lost, in the asylum
The scars of your love on my wrist
The scars of madness on your fist
I tried to save the ones I love
I prayed for love of god above
I'm forever lost, in the asylum
No one will believe, the story I tell
No one could imagine such a lonely hell
No one seems to help me now
As though my words were all blacked down
And reaching on the walls, of the asylum, yeah
Instead I turn those tables round
You knock me down on hallow ground
Our wedding vows we pronounce, into the asylum
The whispers of the ghosts of dreams
The way I hoped my life would be
One day I know you'll realize
Our love was meant to die
I don't wanna die, in the asylum
The writing on the wall, in the asylum.
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