Electric Embrace

When I put my pen on the paper,

I think of songs that could be right

I think of things that started but have not finished.

Am I running out of time

they say that life is so short you got to live it,

but is that the whole truth cause if I’m afraid

I’m trapped in a cage where is the key to get out

is this happening now

cause oooh

I feel that I can’t escape my life.

Is it wrong or right?

Am I alive or dead?

Am I running out of breath (oooh)

cause oooh I feel that I’m slowly dying cause I’m trying

but stuck in my head and can’t move on.

They say that I’m wrong and I wish I was right I

try and I try but can’t seem to fly but if walls

hold me back why can’t I breakthrough?

Is it changing me

or is it slowly changing you?