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Texty: In Flames. Condemned.

I'm so restless
These walls drain my thoughts
Rooms with no sun
I can't find my way out

It used to be my home
These days far from my comfort zone
Alive but without control
Fear is taking hold

I should cross the line
Confront lives too blind

Hear a distant cry
Would you tell me how
Break the cycle that I'm in
And discover the living

I don't recognize my soul
Condemned to live in this black hole
Deep within time
Then crave warning signs

Hear a distant cry
Would you tell me how
Break the cycle that I'm in
And discover the living

I should cross the line
Confront lives too blind

Hear a distant cry
Would you tell me how
Break the cycle that I'm in

There's a hill to climb
Would you dream if I
Design the future
And lock the end of time