beat-and-rythym

I sit in isolation desperate in my incarceration to escape the life I lead hold a match to me I bleed (Stop This!) And I'll cry, part of me will die And I'll be stuck in hopeless waiting begging for the flame to lie still until I burn out. I did love you then you lost me caught up in another repose Another life would be better but I suppose... To play the hand I was dealt maybe find a way to light the way see And I'll cry, part of me will die And I'll be stuck in hopeless waiting begging for the flame to lie still until I burn out.