My wings are torn away, spit words like knives
Inside the fields a former life decay
A poison sword we swallow, will you fall back?
Sing for your health
Sing for the lonely nights existing in hell
In a loveless world we seem to live
My wings are torn away, spit words like knives
Inside the fields a former life decay
A poison sword we swallow, will you fall back?
Sing for your health
Sing for the lonely nights existing in hell
In a loveless world we seem to live
Sing for your health
Sing for the lonely nights existing in hell
In a loveless world we seem to live
My wings are torn, I suffocate
In the darkest place of the black market hell I live
My wings are torn, I suffocate
In the darkest place of the black market hell I live
My wings are torn, I suffocate, I suffocate
Lori Meyers used to live upstairs
Our parents had been friends for years
Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games
At nine years old there's no such thing
It wasn't recognition of her face
What brought me back was a familiar mark
As it flashed across the screen
I bought some magazines, some video taped scenes
Incriminating act, I felt that I could save
Who the hell are you to tell me how to live?
You think I sell my body, I merely sell my time
I ain't no Cinderella, ain't waiting for no prince
To save me in fact until just now
I was doing just fine and on and on
I know what degradation feels like, I felt it on the floor
At the factory where I worked long before
I took control now I answer to me
The 50K I make this year will go anywhere I please
Where's the problem?

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