my fingers clicked quick patterns on the keyboard
my youth seemed to be rotting away
my body longed for freedom
freedom, something difficult to achievewe're all caged afterall
we can't escape reality
but it doesn't mean
we can't fight reality
fourteen
my fingers clicked quick patterns on the keyboard
my youth seemed to be rotting away
my body longed for freedom
freedom, something difficult to achievewe're all caged afterall
we can't escape reality
but it doesn't mean
we can't fight reality