Postmind - The Prison lyrics

[Verse 1] Have you ever heard about a man Who gave up all the pretty books he had And washed down all the memories To find out what he needs Or have you ever heard about a girl She hides her own collarbones and neck And wet stains on the pillow Left there by her tears [Instrumental] [Verse 2] All these sick people in my head Drag me through the roads and wilderness They reach out with their (dirty) hands Asking for my help I see them, they are trying to break through The wall I built when I was broken too It's made of insecurities With a hint of gold [Instrumental] [Verse 3] Help all these souls Occupying my head Escape from the prison I created for them I am standing alone All the words are stuck Deep in my throat Will anyone ever read what I wrote [Instrumental outro]