Hostage Mike Oldfield (Ft. Max Bacon)

You can't speak, you can't sleep
You daren't move, you're confused
You never talk, you can't walk
You can't feel, you're not real

If I open my eyes, just far enough
I can see what you're doing
Go on, fight to the end, it's tough enough
When you're on the road to ruin. Yeah!

You're a hostage of the heart
Twisted 'round the smallest finger
Two burning eyes are tearing you apart
Turn your soul into a cinder

There's no rest, you're possessed
You can't leave, you can't breathe
The door slams, your head hangs
You blank stare, you don't care

If you open your eyes just far enough
You see the street lamps flicker
Go on, fight to the end, it's tough enough
When you know the end is bitter

You're a hostage of the heart
Twisted 'round the smallest finger
Two burning eyes are tearing you apart
Turn your soul into a cinder