Testo Trapped And Cold

Set your sails leave this dock
off to a better place to see his face
but all you'll find will be an empty space
without a trace

In her twisted mind she believes she's fine
wake up, wake up, wake up
she believes she's fine
An empty chair at all the tables that he left behind
a state of mind
she makes the bed and rests her head
beside the empty spot
that's all she's got

In her twisted mind she believes she's fine
wake up, wake up, wake up
In her twisted mind

Trapped and cold deep down this hole
there's no rope to climb
he waits for her in her mind
though time seems to go on and on, on and on
Wake up, wake up, got to wake up, wake up, got to wake up wake up, got to wake up wake up

Trapped and cold deep down this hole
there's no rope to climb
he waits for her in her mind
though time seems to go on and on, on and on

Trapped and cold deep down this hole, on and on
there's no rope to climb, on and on

Trapped and cold deep down this hole, on and on
there's no rope to climb, on and on