The Mason

Years of taken me for granted Always craving for more and more Seeds of envy that you've planted Into a prison soon will grow Not for me Not for you Now i'll be free Now i'll be true Tears came to my eyes As i lay the last brick The thought of you outside Makes me feel so fuckin' sick But my world is better off Without windows Without doors The light inside so slowly fades And i no longer feel remorse Walls are built until they crumble Time is shattering the roof tiles Men refusing to be humble Nothing distant makes us smile Walls are built and then the crumble Nothing stands the test of time Men reduced to feeling humble Distant nothings make us smile