Sound Of Guns - Alcatraz lyrics

Ive got to hand it to you for making it off the island I was seduced by the traumas The funeral mourners Would whisper in line Got to give it to you for breaking out of the seasons I was cohearsed by a nightmare Where every knife turned Away on a breeze You walk Away across the lines You fade away hung on a wire You fall asleep and tell yourself That this don't matter at all Got to give it to you for breaking free of the numbers I can't sleep from the gunshots And every pin drop I hear on the wind Ive got to hand it to you for making it off the island I was restrained by the warders Patrolling the borders Behind of my eyes You walk Away across the lines You fade away hung on a wire You fall asleep and tell yourself That this don't matter at all You walk away... don't walk away Cos all these things Don't matter now You walk away... don't walk away Cos all these things Don't matter now