He thinks he has me. He believes this luxurious prison, this gilded cage, is my end. But he doesn't see the fire still burning in my eyes, the defiance etched into my soul. He doesn't know the lengths I will go to reclaim my freedom.
He thinks he has me. He believes this luxurious prison, this gilded cage, is my end. But he doesn't see the fire still burning in my eyes, the defiance etched into my soul. He doesn't know the lengths I will go to reclaim my freedom.