From the recording Amalthea
Lyrics
How to escape you?
How to be free?
How do I gain what it takes to leave?
Do you even know me?
Would you disagree?
That it's not wrong to take what I need?
Hands cold when I write with my blood-ink pen with ease
Don't know whose eyes these are, they keep watching me
All the black salt didn't keep you away, it seems
Panic mounts, as you pull me back to sea
How to escape you?
How to be free?
How do I gain what it takes to leave?
Do you even know me?
Would you disagree?
That it's not wrong to take what I need?
You've got the devils face, and you're holding me back
If I'm gonna cry, it's gonna be on your dime
You've got the devils face, and you're holding me back
If I'm gonna cry, it's gonna be on your dime
How to escape you?
How to be free?
How do I gain what it takes to leave?
Do you even know me?
Would you disagree?
That it's not wrong to take what I need?
