theres a dark, cold prison cell in my mind
or so im told, the story changes everytime
but i keep the walls well padded
so i cant hurt myself

i keep the keys well hidden, so i cant escape myself
cause ive had 12 months of winter
and the sunshines gotta come
when you you see me next love im gonan be someone

theres a dark, cold prison cell in my mind
or so im told, the story changes everytime
but i keep the walls well padded
so i cant hurt myself

i keep the keys well hiden, so i cant escape myself
cause ive had 12 months of winter
and the sunshines gotta come
when you you see me next love im gonan be someone


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