[Joseph I sit up at night, it's at three or four. Blood drippin' down my knuckles from skin on drywall. I see a like flashlights under chins, The I blink the more it happens again. Damn, from like '89, Floatin' their faces on the like it's the last time. I'ma see 'em again the time everynight. The wall gets bigger with every daylight.
Spanolio] Are closin' in on me? confinin' me of me There's an that won't go away.
Yeah, I never that I was right inside my mind, But I'm sure over I learned to the walls I'm sure that over I learned to right all of my wrongs. it's right, Four walls reflectin' my Every That I sit and the replay.
[Chorus, Joseph me, These walls holding me back. They tell me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These walls holding me back. can't tell me where we at. I in control.
Methric] 'em... I can 'em looking at me. I can hear 'em talkin' when I'm trying to sleep. Sometimes they start spinning just closing in And it's just too much to beat, I win. Don't grin, it ain't funny I just set it I had to the whole house to escape that maze I was from my neck to my feet but it was worth it Until I went back, I even hurt.
[Joseph One wall surrounds me, no no floor. I started fallin' as as I stepped through the door. Plain walls, don't let me see a crack in the Or I'm in, and focused I ain't. Clang-bang, I bloody the walls and leave So the next man falling at can see thangs. I think of my life relivin' memory into the walls of my epitome.
[Chris but walls, but it's 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. (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 to the room in the corner all night.
Lowrey] I always myself starin' into a dark daze, Same place, new age, holes punched rage. If they could they probably wouldn't say much I always keep myself locked away and such. Just a life being wasted away four walls on a casket being put in a grave. So many hours looking at nothing, But I on glaring, steady hoping for something.
Rouleau] I stare in this maze my cell gate. For years I been known as inmate 1-4-2-7-8. Walls confine me, on the noose every weekend. When the guards take me for my treatment, I be leavin', out the space in my To control the and unearth the undead. The problem is, I'm out for two days And I return to my coma and these and bars around me.
me, These walls holding me back. They can't me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
[Repeat three me, These walls ain't me back. They can't me where we at. I in control.
[James me. me back. me back. In control.
me. me back. me back. In control.
[Repeat me, These walls holding me back. They can't tell me we at. I in control.