Pent Up Weaponry
Lyrics
Sitting in the white room
Watching the sun pass
My mind floats away to another place
My day slows
Walk down the empty halls
Blood drawn in prison walls
They're all drained
Play with our brains
Bring us back
Always leave you behind
A second thought to the blind
Lie to keep you away
Is it your last day
Mark on your chalkboard
Sign your time away
Every word is a flake
Don't try to run today
Pent up weaponry
The thoughts they never leave
The friends that I know
The hopes that I sow
They all turn away
It's never my day
Always leave me behind
A second thought to the blind
Lie to keep me away
Is it my last day
Writer(s): Simon Safran
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
The Meaning of Pent Up Weaponry
Be the first!
Post your thoughts on the meaning of "Pent Up Weaponry".