Mind Is A Prison

Mind Is A Prison
I don’t live in California, I’ll inform you, that’s not where I reside
I’m just a tenant, paying rent inside this body and I
Got two windows and those windows, well I’ll call them my eyes
I’m just going where the wind blows, I don’t get to decide

Sometimes I think to much, yeah, I get so caught up
I’m always stuck in my head
I wish I could escape, I tried to yesterday
Took all the sheets off my bed
Then I tied up my linen with five stripes of ribbon I found
Scaled the side of the building
I ran to the hills till they found me
And they put me back in my cell
All by myself, alone with my thoughts again
I guess my mind is a prison and I’m never gonna get out
So they tranquilized me, analyzed me, threw me back in my cage
Then they tied me to an IV, told me I was insane
I’m a prisoner, a visitor inside of my brain
And no matter what I do, they try to keep me in chains
Sometimes I think to much, yeah, I get so caught up
I’m always stuck in my head
I wish I could escape, I tried to yesterday
Took all the sheets off my bed
Then I tied up my linen with five stripes of ribbon I found
Scaled the side of the building
I ran to the hills till they found me
And they put me back in my cell
All by myself, alone with my thoughts again
I guess my mind is a prison and I’m never gonna get out

Said even if it’s true, no matter what I do
I’m never gonna escape
I won’t give up on hope, secure another rope
And try for another day
Said even if it’s true, no matter what I do
I’m never gonna escape
I won’t give up on hope, secure another rope
And try for another day
Then I tied up my linen with five stripes of ribbon I found
Scaled the side of the building
I ran to the hills till they found me
And they put me back in my cell
All by myself, alone with my thoughts again
I guess my mind is a prison and I’m never gonna get out
En la canción 'Mind Is a Prison' de Alec Benjamin, el cantante expresa su sensación de sentirse aprisionado en su propia mente. A través de la metáfora de vivir en un cuerpo alquilado con ventanas que son sus ojos, describe cómo su mente funciona como una cárcel de la que no puede escapar...