The light is through her trapped her eyes

Bursting into a flame or a flag

The light refuses to take what's on the inside



And so she stays

The fingerprints of the wild

Stain her mind



The sound of lions roar

In a jungle full of animals

The sounds of her mind



She used to run towards the light

Chasin' for Prints of freedom

Now she runs from li-I-I-ight and settles

For almost fine



And so she stays

The fingerprints of the wild

Stain her mind



The sound of lions roar

In a jungle full of animals

The sounds of her mind



The sound of lions roar

In a jungle full of animals

The sounds of her mind



The sounds of her mind

The sounds of her mind

The sounds of her mind