Quarantined - The Getaway Plan

This rope, it burns

So untie me

The deduction of laughter

Thought I was clean

And quarantined

Obviously they found me

This Rope It Burns

So Untie Me

Think I could be any cleaner?

Call Me Crazy…

If you’d just shine

Your brightest light

Then you could flee (from the streets)

I’ve tried screaming

And tuning out

I hope they leave soon

This is my last request

Please just love me

We can run

This rope it still hangs here

The sun slips down on me