There is no sanctuary for me in this world
There is no one to embrace me, or sing me to sleep
Salt tracks of dried tears, untended wounds
And I know that I'm trapped, that I'm in far too deep
I search for the cracks, my lips whisper the words
My eyes stare at the floor but my heart's far away
Every night lying still in the cold creaky bed
I find myself farther from the lies that they say
The walls and the chains, the whips and the jeers
My father's bruised face, wet with his tears
I know that they're lying, I know this is wrong
I have to get out of here and find where I belong
They give me books, give me scrolls, words to memorize
They think that I'll serve them, they think that I'm tame
Let them think what they will, I know my own goals
I've worked hard and got far and I'm good at this game