Exile

Exile testo

You’re begging on your knees,
without dirtying you hands.
You want someone to love,
but not someone I can.

Will dare not ask me again.

A trusted friend in my exile…
I’m free in my exile,
I’m free….
A string was born to place;
the fish hooks in my flesh.
You try to draw me in,
but still deny me then.
You’re clinging to what I have left.

While I forget in my exile…
I’m free in my exile,
I’m free…

to forget.

I drag these rags and tatters on my feet.
Here a test I know that I can beat.

You say that I am weak,
and kiss the tears always.
You offer what I need,
For more than I can pay.

My choice is who I should betray…

Or to stay in my exile…
I’m free in my exile,
I’m free … to stay.

I’m free my exile…
I’m free in my exile,
I’m free … I’m free
Again.