Tied up with knots that won’t unwind
Fed up with cruel dreams acting kind
Not ready to jump but I wont look down
Already to dump everything around
(chorus)
There’s no looking back
That one shot at freedom
Through the looking glass
No more broken beast
Just rip off that collar with that broken leash
Made to feel something inside
Far to real to much pain to hide
Not ready to run
But my feet wont stay
Already to done for these birds of prey
Swept away by all these lies
Kept away while the earth cries
Not ready to go
But its time to leave
Already to low to get up and plead
Just rip off that collar with that broken leash
(chorus) (x2)
Made to feel something inside
Far to real to much pain to hide
No! I’m not ready to run!
Yeah I’m swept away by all these lies
While the earth just sits their and cries!
My feet wont stay!
Not ready to go!
I’m already to low to get up and plead
Rip off that collar with that broken leash!
Rip it off
Rip off that collar
Rip it off with that broken leash!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again, a nice display of metaphors. Might want to check some of the spellings to enhance the presentation. Mark