Jordan Leser Prisoner Of Pride
I won't bow down
To your wounds
What a dangerous game to lose
You can run from here
Prisoner of pride
But you'll dream of me
In your secret life
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
I feel the end
Feel you slip away
Head toward
Sweet oblivion
Catch me
I won't play small
To lift you off your feet
I'll follow the torch
Through the darkened street
You can wear your pain
Like a crown of thorns
But you'll wake up the man
That you were before
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
I feel the end
Feel you slip away
Head towards
Sweet oblivion
Catch me
Should I wait
Could you try
Cross the barricades of shame
So I can hold you again
Didn't you know
That I tried
To walk to the other side of blame
To understand you again
I feel the end
Feel you slip away
Head toward
Sweet oblivion
Catch me
