Involuntary upheaval
Nowhere to run
Nowhere safe to lay my head
Demands are too much
The ransom is my life

A game—that's all it is
Control is the prize
Except I don't want to play
Trying to walk away
The captor has a heavy hand

There are no more words
The rift has ripped through me
Erased away the better parts
I don't even know who you are
Altered by a monster

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