[Joseph I sit up at night, it's at least or four. Blood drippin' down my knuckles from knockin' on drywall. I see a like flashlights under chins, The more I the more it happens again. Damn, from like '89, Floatin' their faces on the wall like the last time. I'ma see 'em the same time everynight. The wall gets bigger with every daylight.
[James Are they 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 time I learned to the walls I'm sure over time I learned to right all of my wrongs. it's right, Four walls reflectin' my night That I sit and the replay.
[Chorus, Bruce] me, These walls ain't me back. They tell me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These ain't holding me back. can't tell me where we at. I in control.
Methric] 'em... I can 'em looking at me. I can even hear 'em when I'm trying to sleep. Sometimes they start spinning they're just in And it's too much to beat, I can't win. Don't grin, it ain't funny I set it ablaze I had to burn the house to escape that maze I was burned from my neck to my but it was worth it Until I went back, I even hurt.
Bruce] One wall surrounds me, no no floor. I fallin' as soon as I stepped through the door. Plain walls, don't let me see a crack in the Or I'm focusing in, and I ain't. Clang-bang, I bloody the walls and leave So the next man at least can see thangs. I of my life relivin' every memory into the walls of my epitome.
[Chris but walls, but it's 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 corner all night. (These walls keep me.) but walls, but it's alright. My back to the in the corner all night. (Even in the darkness.) Nothin' but walls, but alright. My back to the in the corner all night.
Lowrey] I catch myself starin' into a dark daze, Same place, new age, holes punched rage. If they could talk they probably wouldn't say I always keep myself locked away and such. Just a sheltered life wasted away four walls on a casket being put in a grave. So many hours looking at nothing, But I keep on glaring, hoping for something.
Rouleau] I stare in this through my cell gate. For eighty years I known as inmate 1-4-2-7-8. can't 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 minds and the undead. The is, I'm only out for two days And I return to my coma and these walls and around me.
me, These walls holding me back. They can't tell me we at. I'm uncontainable.
[Repeat times] me, These walls holding 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 ain't holding me back. They tell me where we at. I in control.