How to Escape by Lincoln Barr

Born with a pain I struggled to define
I bore your secrets up and down my spine
I pressed my tender back against the pew
But there a strange fixation in me grew
How to escape you

I took your admonitions like a pill
Their bitter aftertaste is with me still
At first they numbed my symptoms pretty well
I held my tongue and swore I’d never tell
How to escape Hell

A superhero isn’t much outside his cape
At last a plan is taking shape
How to escape

I used to think resistance made us strong
I only could believe that for so long
But how I wish that fantasy were true
How I wish you’d left me with a clue
How to escape you


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