The People In The Attic

*Inspired by The Diary Of Anne Frank*
"It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality."
These are the words that set me free!
We are the last of what used to be.
Every breath, every moment,
They’re getting closer and closer to me,
Stripping my dignity with every brick as it’s broken,
Stealing hope from my whole family.
Lights out!
The path that God has lit grows ever darker.
But my faith goes further now,
I didn’t want to be a fucking martyr!
But I can’t put my pen down.
I stare through the cracks of my life in slow motion.
As my world crumbles down around me;
I write the words that set me free.
Always glued to the radio;
Getting lost in the static as the attic is taking its toll.
Can’t we all just go? I’m fucking sick of the inside.
We’re alive yet deprived and alone.
Alive yet deprived and alone but never on our own.
I stare through the cracks of my life in slow motion.
As my world crumbles down around me;
I write the words that set me free.
These are the words that set me free.
These are the words that set me free, yeah!
"I get cross, then sad, and finally end up turning my heart inside out, the bad part on the outside and the good part on the inside, and keep trying to find a way to become what I’d like to be and what I could be if...if only there were no other people in the world."
Good morning sir, I’m officer Silver Bauer of the SS
Yeah…
You're hiding enemies of the State, are you not?
Yes…
Take me to them now!
No!
I stare through the cracks of my life in slow motion.
As my world crumbles down around me;
I write the words that set me free.
These are the words that set me free.
These are the words that set me free, yeah!