Caged with a Gun - Cripper

20 hours, 96 days, 3 years

We were like fire

And burnt in a rush

My eyes are open

And I know that I will die

My eyes are open now

I know one day you will, too

There is no lie

That could protect us now?

Our reality

Is what we believe

And we believe

It’s way too big

That we’d grow out of it (I know)

We can’t grow out of it (I know, I know, I fuckin' know)

Caged with a gun

Thoughts run like a butterfly

I can’t see no misery

Take my hand

Are you still there?

Beyond horizon

Only fools can see

Don’t promise me heaven

For it won’t save me from hell

Hell, hell, black, black, black, black

Black and white

Turn it right

Put it aside

See the walls

Get pushed around

From side to side

Break the habit

Break the spell

Set the fire

Or go to hell

A little too white

A little too much plastic

Wear the suit until it fits

Oh, am I sarcastic?

Don’t you worry now

No need to be careful

We can’t kill

What is already dead