Hostage
I'm going black when all is white
I lost my head, didn't screw it on tight
Watch my face turn a shade of red
I'm not allowed to breathe your air
It's intoxicating
To have a love so toxic
I am, poisoned
By your heart, replaced by darkness
I'm going down when all is up
My wings got clipped, I'm out of luck
Watch the sky turn a shade of grey
As you rain on my parade
It's so frustrating
To have a love
So frigid
I am freezing
Scraping all the ice off your heart
Magnetic pull building
No more separating
Liberty extincting
No more compromising
Dog on a leash, mouse in a cage
Ensnared in traps or bound in chains
I'm going black when you are white
You'll be left when I go right
I'm going up when you go down
You'll be the lost, I'll be the found
You were lost and I was found
Autor(es): Matt Thibeault
