Lyrics The Working Title

The Working Title

We Are Enslaved

I was licking the wound on my side

Just like the animals I see at night

Dragging me through the depths of

My mind the fear closes my eyes

Wishing I could be folded up tight

In the walls of the castle that I

Built for myself with the purpose of

Keeping the world out of my sight

Why was I the one eating you

Up over the phone bringing the

Wind straight to my door like ice on the

Road spin around and round

I have witnessed a bird in my time

On a schedule for days of its life

Charging and slamming its fragile body

Against the window while I

Am reminded of yesterdays pain

And this mirror is revealed to me

We never change or learn from mistakes

It's a shame we are enslaved

Why was I the one eating you

Up over the phone bringing the

Wind straight to my door like ice on the

Road spin around and round

I lost time once again

There you are

Turn me on

Touch my skin

Free my heart

Now and let me fly

Why was I the one eating you

Up over the phone bringing the

Wind straight to my door like ice on the

Road spin around and round