Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prisoners, artist - Our Last Night. Album song Younger Dreams, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 14.06.2015
Record label: Our Last Night
Song language: English
Prisoners |
| We wake up in a bed of sin |
| And stare up at the ceiling as high as the sky |
| Like it’s our way to fly |
| We’re chasing a reason to exist |
| But can’t seem to escape the loneliness |
| Running in circles around happiness |
| With houses made of gold |
| Defined by what we own |
| We follow what we’re told |
| Fit right into the mold |
| Is this what we need to breathe |
| Or are we just feeding our disease |
| We lost sight of what we can’t touch |
| We lost it all but can’t remember how to love |
| I’m open with an empty heart |
| And we shall grieve until we start |
| We wonder why we feel empty inside |
| Why there’s a hunger that we can’t satisfy |
| A lonely world with a bad design |
| You waste your time on an endless climb |
| With houses made of gold |
| Defined by what we own |
| We follow what we’re told |
| Fit right into the mold |
| Is this what we need to breathe |
| Or are we just feeding our disease |
| Prisoners of a hopeless war |
| Fighting with a double edged sword |
| We could be free |
| If we stop feeding our disease |
| We stand on top of the world |
| But still there’s hollow ground |
| We stand on top of the world |
| When all is wrong |
| We stand at the top of the world, alone |
| With houses made of gold |
| Defined by what we own |
| We follow what we’re told |
| Fit right into the mold |
| Is this what we need to breathe |
| Or are we just feeding our disease |
| Prisoners of a hopeless war |
| Fighting with a double edged sword |
| We could be free |
| If we stop feeding our disease |