Letras: Breaking Point. Coming of Age. 27.

Well, it?s trapped up inside you
There?s no peace, there?s no hope
When it?s trapped up inside you

Well, come this way
Come this way now
Your position is weakening
Your position is gone

Well, it doesn?t even matter
What you?re thinking
It doesn?t matter at all

When, it?s trapped up inside you
There?s no peace, there?s no hope
When it?s trapped up inside you

Well, come this way
Come this way now
Your opinions are changing
Your opinion?s not sound, no

It doesn?t even matter
What the truth is
All that matter is now

When, it?s trapped up inside you
There?s no peace, there?s no hope
When it?s trapped up inside you

Well, come this way
Come this way, now
You?re selling yourself, you?re cold
You?re selling yourself at 27 years old

Well, it?s trapped up inside you
There?s no peace, there?s no hope
When it?s trapped up inside you
There?s no peace, there?s no hope

Well, come this way
Come this way now
You?re selling yourself, you?re cold
You?re selling yourself at 27