Your Escape - Abney Park

The sun drops low

Stains the sky a bloody red

And the wind begins to blow

And the day is dead

Your facade is shed

Your armor’s on the ground

You become the real you for once

And you long to hear the sound

Found your escape

Feel the ground shake

Shed the daytime

Feel your pulse climb!

Found your escape

Feel the ground shake

Shed the daytime

Feel your pulse climb!

This is you after hours

Fishnets torn, eyeliner smudged

You smell of sweat and bottled flowers

You’re immune to being judged

So you tromp down the cobbled streets

Hear a pulsing, muffled sound

And you burst through the crowded entryway

Your escape has now been found!

Found your escape

Feel the ground shake

Shed the daytime

Feel your pulse climb!

Found your escape

Feel the ground shake

Shed the daytime

Feel your pulse climb!

Paint peeling on blackened walls

As you tread through the liquor spilled

It’s your darkened sanctuary

And the air is heavily filled

Strobes show snapshots of your friends

Bare shoulders, naked smiles

Jumping, spinning, writhing pulls

You out of all your days of trials!

Found your escape

Feel the ground shake

Shed the daytime

Feel your pulse climb!

Found your escape

Feel the ground shake

Shed the daytime

Feel your pulse climb!

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