cold walls melt like polar ice caps in the south
mellow puff of the ciggerette that draps from my mouth
how can i leave?!! when Im chained to myself
brain is in doubt that I can maintain social health,
rapidly trembling in terror, I scream 'Sorry mother!!'
happyness in a bottle, Im searching for another
bleed tears from my eye,' please god I need hope'
these four walls enclose, like the lick of a envolope
devise a plan, decide to stand, seen as Im a man
my mind it ran, I should live the life at hand
escape isnt apparent, painfull drop to my knees
stop and then freeze its not possible to leave
stunning visions of freedom flood my mindstate
do I wish to physically see the gaurd at gods gates?
disregard my hearts rate and start a fast pace
stab play on the radio, fuckn hate what the chart plays
been here stagnat for months, will anyone let me out
tie a rope round my neck to the roof........
.............stand on a bolck of ice and wait for it to melt