[Joseph I sit up at night, it's at least or four. Blood drippin' my knuckles from knockin' skin on drywall. I see a like flashlights under chins, The more I blink the it happens again. Damn, from like '89, Floatin' their faces on the wall like it's the time. I'ma see 'em again the same everynight. The wall gets bigger with passin' daylight.
Spanolio] Are closin' in on me? confinin' me of me There's an emptiness won't go away.
Yeah, I never said that I was right my mind, But I'm sure time I learned to climb the I'm sure over time I learned to right all of my wrongs. Sure right, Four reflectin' my life night That I sit and the replay.
[Chorus, Joseph me, These ain't holding me back. They can't tell me we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These walls holding me back. can't tell me where we at. I in control.
[Paul 'em... I can 'em looking at me. I can even hear 'em when I'm trying to sleep. Sometimes they start they're just closing in And just too much to beat, I can't win. grin, it ain't funny I just set it ablaze I had to burn the whole house to escape that I was burned from my to my feet but it was worth it Until I back, I didn't even hurt.
Bruce] One wall me, no roof no floor. I started fallin' as soon as I through the door. walls, don't let me see a crack in the paint Or I'm in, and focused I ain't. Clang-bang, I the walls and leave stains So the next man at least can see thangs. I of my life relivin' every memory Staring the walls of my epitome.
Rouleau] Nothin' but walls, but alright. My back to the in the corner all night. (Even in the darkness) but walls, but it's alright. My back to the room in the all night. (These walls keep watchin' me.) Nothin' but walls, but alright. My back to the room in the all night. (Even in the darkness.) but walls, but it's alright. My back to the in the corner all night.
Lowrey] I always catch myself starin' into a daze, place, new age, holes punched with rage. If they could they probably wouldn't say much Because I always keep myself locked and such. Just a sheltered life being away four walls on a casket being put in a grave. So hours spent looking at nothing, But I keep on glaring, steady for something.
[Chris I in this maze through my cell gate. For eighty I been known as inmate 1-4-2-7-8. can't confine me, on the noose every weekend. When the take me for my shock treatment, I be leavin', out the space in my To control the and unearth the undead. The problem is, I'm only out for two And I to my coma and these walls and bars around me.
me, These walls holding me back. They can't tell me we at. I'm uncontainable.
[Repeat three me, These walls ain't me back. They can't me where we at. I in control.
Spanolio] me. me back. me back. In control.
me. me back. me back. In control.
[Repeat me, These walls ain't me back. They tell me where we at. I in control.