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Hostage
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You daren't move, you're confused. You never talk, you can't walk. You can't feel, you're not real. I can see what you're doing. Go on, fight to the end, it's tough enough When you're on the road to ruin. Yeah! Twisted 'round the smallest finger. Two burning eyes are tearing you apart, Turn your soul into a cinder. You can't leave, you can't breathe. The door slams, your head hangs. You blank stare, you don't care. You see the street lamps flicker. Go on, fight to the end, it's tough enough When you know the end is bitter. You're on the brink, you can't think. You wanna run, but you're stunned. You can't lie, you don't try. I see the blue light flashes. Go on, fight to the end, it's tough enough, Riding on the road to ashes. You can twist me 'round your finger. Your burning eyes are tearing me apart. Turn my soul into a cinder. Boy, boy, hostage of your heart. Can you twist me 'round your finger? |