Impressions

Impressions

Napalm Death

A shroud of insecurity
Surrounds me every move
Actions reflect
Upon the response they receive

A sense of insecurity
Prevents my instincts being followed
Fear lies in my openness
Meeting rejection from the crowd

Why should I feel trapped?
Why should I hold back?
Why can’t I…break free?

Mentally Murdered

Comentarios

Deja tu comentario:

Noticias de interés

Últimas noticias musicales

Reportar letra