Interrogation - Snapcase

Well, you won’t notice something has changed

You’ve become the victim of your own ways

It’s how you’re captured

You’re going down

Now the chloroform is on your mouth

Why don’t you just tell me

Why don’t you tell me now

Tell me what’s on my mind

Tell me which way I’ll die

Poison inhaled, you’ve hit the floor

Your hands are tied

You’re free no more

Injected comfort, no fight involved

Your thoughts are altered

You’re their android

A fear of dying, they have you now

And with your senses dulled, you’re too vulnerable

So you lay down in a weakened state

And you sell out saying

Just kill me now