Beau

Bambix

18 years to pick me up 
From the ground, they never tried 
To lift me up 
It sometimes made me wonder why 
They didn't dare to simply leave me there to die 

18 years, not long enough 
The restlessness and awkwardness 
Of feeling bound 
I didn't choose to live this life 
I hate myself as much as I hate you 

It took 18 years to free me from these fears 
From hiding all those tears 
Ruling my world and now my grave 
It took 18 years to free me from these fears 
From hiding all those tears 
Ruling my world 

18 years to lift me up 
From the bed my mother made for me 
It took 18 years to clearly believe and see 
That though no longer my hands and feet were tied 
I would always end up wired 
Liar: no need to step out of line they said 
Liar: they tried to trample me and now I'm dead 
Liar: no need to step out of line? You should step out rightnow 

In your car, I was lucky, well, you know 
It felt as if I was free, the great wide open 
But the doors, they spoiled my dreams 
I could not drive 
Start the engine to end this life 

18 years just long enough in a life that's just too rough 
I'd really like to trade my body in