White paper and empty places
The head between my shoulders,
wounded and bleeding badly
I can smell your remorse
Stains all over

Been outside and seen it all
You are the master, you know it all
Made yourself a number
And your time is now

Holding tight, wish you were nearer
Lost my voice, don't want to scream no more
It's like a box and I'm trapped inside
I've been paralyzed
This narrow road ends to a ditch

Been outside and seen it all
You are the master, you know it all
Made yourself a number
And your time is now

You fit in the program
And your blood is fine
The skin is perfect
And your heart is in time


Lyrics submitted by SteeleDream

Birth song meanings
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