Apartment Prisoner by Robert Samuels from New York United States

there is no us...

apartment prisoner
buried in unopened junk
screaming bible passages
to the faithless night
from your stained window
you gave your last por show
to all the passing trains
are you there apartment prisoner?

ch:
and i love my freedom
(under your gun)
i'm happy like the hands on the nuclear bomb
like the disease that eats the bone
like the hands begging for a crumb

apartment prisoner
isolation raised me
apartment prisoner
this world erased me

apartment prisoner
inside apartment 5g
you've been pacing nervously
since your mother died
computer dating,
crushed your soul
she whispers son,
i told you so
the government mind control
are you there apartment prisoner?

ch

(apartment prisoner
if i could be a rocket
if you could be a shooting star
we wear these heavy smiles
through this evil planet
to a mirror of scars)

apartment prisoner
isolation raised me
apartment prisoner
this world erased me