LYRIC FOR SALE

By Voice Of Concept

As I awake from this sleep, this slumber, of not having you
I think to myself, what now will I do?
Even though I feel free from a hunters trap
Your invasion of my thoughts, my mind, my soul, still enwraps

Making it without you is the way for me to go
Free like a bird, no longer am I trapped
Making it without you, yet still I yearn
For that twisted love, why can’t I adapt?

How long will this torment stay with me?
When will I be truly free?
I rise from my sleep but still slumber in this love
I look for a way out to forget your evil scheming
Yes, I am broken but not beyond healing

Making it without you is the way for me to go
Free like a bird, no longer am I trapped
Making it without you, yet still I yearn
For that twisted love, why can’t I adapt?

You seduced me with your lying ways
I succumbed to your persuasive lips
Captivated by your charming kiss
My inescapable trap was your deceptive love
That raked a fire in me that burned me out
The heat was intense enough to kill
But quenched by seeing through your frosty chill

Making it without you is the way for me to go
Free like a bird, no longer am I trapped
Making it without you, yet still I yearn
For that twisted love, why can’t I adapt?

Each day I am getting better as I escape your influence
My mind is now a better defence
But still I yearn this disloyal love
As my heart knew no other of
It’s healing slowly
It’s healing good
It’s healing in a way that’s understood

Making it without you is the way for me to go
Free like a bird, no longer am I trapped
Making it without you, yet still I yearn
For that twisted love, why can’t I adapt?