Paroles de Trapped

like a turtle on its back

like a blind man walking the streets of new york

like a fire in a glass
my heart is wrapped up in a cellophane bag



i seperate the memories

i think of the things that i've done wrong

i throw them away to conceal the pain

it was one long night, i've been beat down



trapped so deep i cant even breathe

i scream an unanswered call

it's six forty-two in the a.m.
as the blind man walks the streets of new york

as the fire turns to smoke

the lack of oxygen causes me to choke



i bet you cant live life like that