Atrophied

Mute

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Stranded in my comforting home,
The edge was blunted long time ago,
I played it safe,
Paid my rent for a life spent,
In a concrete cage,
Grazing through its bars,
Saddening never felt so bored,
Wasted those days,
Stuck in the past the prince I pay is what I missed,
Looking back never got me anywhere, anywhere,
Anywhere.

I want much more than excuses,
Can't be content with stillborn promises,
No more, there's no more compromise,
Don't want to realize,
That I missed my only chance,
Full speed ahead,
I can't afford to stop,
Somewhere I don't want to be.

I want much more than excuses,
Can't be content with stillborn promises,
No more, there's no more compromise,
Don't want to realize,
That I missed my only chance,
A thousand miles, a thousand miles,
From what I know, from everything I've learned,
Same recipe, same result every day,
Softened by security,
Millions hypnotized will never get to see,
Their own atrophy.

One last chance to break away,
One last chance to run away,
There's no more, there's no more compromise,
Don't want to realize,
That I missed my only chance.