Free Up The Prisoners - Sizzla

Twenty | One | Pilots - Ode To Sleep
I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy,
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing,
I go up up up up up to the ceiling,
Then I feel my soul start leaving, like an old man's hair receding.
I'm pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Why it's got to be like this, is this living free,
I don't wanna be the one, be the one who has the sun's blood on my hands,
I'll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darkness,
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon.
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I'll stay awake, cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight.
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Why am I not scared in the morning, I don't hear those voices calling,
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out.
I swear I heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling,
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone.
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But I'll tell t
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