The song claws at my throat
Buried alive
They need me to be weak
That's how they thrive
Even now they took my time, they take my time
My fingers twist in pain
Feeling their way
With just a fool's hope
For the escape
What I know is my own strength, is my own strength
You know I will resist
Though it may be in silence
I'll see my own rewards
In solitary triumph
What I know is my own strength
I kept it locked away
And so it will remain
Until I'm free someday
The song claws at my throat
Buried alive
And though I scream inside
It will survive
Buried alive
They need me to be weak
That's how they thrive
Even now they took my time, they take my time
My fingers twist in pain
Feeling their way
With just a fool's hope
For the escape
What I know is my own strength, is my own strength
You know I will resist
Though it may be in silence
I'll see my own rewards
In solitary triumph
What I know is my own strength
I kept it locked away
And so it will remain
Until I'm free someday
The song claws at my throat
Buried alive
And though I scream inside
It will survive
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