It's Over - Beatrice Eli

Bang my head into the bars

I’m my own prison guard

And when I think there’s no escape

I find the tunnel out this place

Once I’m free like a bird

It’s over

Once my back no longer hurts

It’s over

Once I’m resting in the dirt

It’s over

So today I’ll make it work

Let the tears stream down my face

Once again I lost the race

And I don’t care for second place

Next time I’ll bring my ace of spades

Once I’m free like a bird

It’s over

Once my back no longer hurts

It’s over

Once I’m resting in the dirt

It’s over

So today I’ll make it work

Once I’m free like a bird

It’s over

Once my back no longer hurts

It’s over

Once I’m resting in the dirt

It’s over

So today I’ll make it work