The Prisoner from Triators by The Brainwash

EVERYTHING 'LIKE THE COLOR
LEAVES IN AUTUMN
I FEEL CLOSE TO PRISON
WHAT I WRONG?
WHAT IS NOT 'LIKED TO YOU?
NOW LIVE LOCKED UP

A ROOM IN THE YELLOW WALLS
LIVE HERE CLOSE
IF I FEEL NO CRY ME
I AM IN THE TRAP

I FEEL ME BURIED INSIDE HERE
GET ME OUT OF HERE
TOO MANY MEMORIES HURT
TOO MANY TO ACCEPT DISAPPOINTMENTS
MY PRISON IS MY BODY

IF I TRY TO LEAVE ME IN POSTPONED
THE ONLY WAY TO ESCAPE THAT I HAVE AND 'THE THOUGHT
THIS BOX BECOME OLD
I CAN NOT MORE 'TO THE BEST
IF YOU DO NOT LET ME PLAY!

NIGHTMARES I DO NOT MAKE TOO MUCH SLEEP
LEGS TREMBLE AND I CAN NOT STOP THEM
I WANT THIS BRAIN OPERATES
TOURETTE MI PURSUED AND TAKES HOLD OF ME
MY BODY IS SOMETIMES NOT RESPONDING TO MY MIND!

• Metal
• Thrash Metal
• Rome