Song is about people who are stuck in a situation of their own making & even though they could get out of it, they don't.
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Song came about as the result of a jam around the lead section at the start. I wrote the music first, then added lyrics.
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Cell
Silence of a heartbeat
the mem'ry of a smile
The knife is twisted further
to make it worthwhile
turn to your religion
to give you relief
but time marches on
and time is a thief
Count all your blessings
You're a few short
Meaning's in the message
Lies can distort
(4 bars of rhythm) wo oh yeah
Look to the future
same as the past
started out first
comin home last
as bad burnt as scolded
there's no doubt
Put you in chains
Never work it out
(lead break)
Made your own dungeon
made your own cell
thought you were making heaven
found you'd made hell
Door was always open
you'd rather not believe
Locked inside a mirror
you'd rather not leave
Reflection is the jailor
Lock is in your head
wake up alive
Feel like your dead
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