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Adam Jensen

Sandcastles

 

Sandcastles


I want to be your lover
Tied up and twisted around
I want to be your lover
Till I'm underground
I want to be your man
But you don't feel the same
I feel it in your hands
Now I'm filled with shame

I woke up in a foreign land
In a castle made of sand
No one wants me, no one wants me
I woke up with a broken hand
In a castle made of sand

Blunts and madness fill my lungs
And I am on the floor
When the darkness salts my tongue
I'll crawl back for more
I'm falling from the sky
But you don't even care
I see it in your eyes
A cold and blackened stare

I woke up in a foreign land
In a castle made of sand
No one wants me, no one wants me
I woke up with a broken hand
In a castle made of sand

I swear one day I'll make it right
When I'm out on the other side
After I spend some time alone
Soon I'll be coming home
I swear one day I'll make it right
Until then I will do my time
There's no place left to go
Now all I know is

I'm locked up in a foreign land
In a castle made of sand

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