these walls keep closing in

I? just a mannequin it's time to go

Don? come too close to me

I can't find no space to breath it's time to go



My touch the kiss of death

More sick with every breath

I just can't seem to slow it down now

Why line up to conform

Why wear a uniform to grow old and die

In this same fucking town



Obsessed with misery

Life holds no joy for me it's time to go

No colors only gray

I die a little everyday it's time to go



I? born wrong too dead to feel

Wake up it's all to real it's time to go

Switched off there's no more pain

Padded walls I? half insane it's time to go