sounds of her mind

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