[Joseph I sit up at night, it's at least or four. Blood drippin' down my from knockin' skin on drywall. I see a face like under chins, The I blink the more it happens again. Damn, victims like '89, Floatin' their on the wall like it's the last time. I'ma see 'em again the same everynight. The wall gets with every passin' daylight.
[James Are closin' in on me? Walls me of me There's an emptiness that go away.
Yeah, I said that I was right inside my mind, But I'm sure over I to climb the walls I'm sure over time I learned to right all of my wrongs. it's right, Four walls my life Every I sit and watch the replay.
[Chorus, Joseph me, These ain't holding me back. They can't me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These ain't holding me back. They can't tell me we at. I in control.
[Paul 'em... I can feel 'em at me. I can even 'em talkin' when I'm trying to sleep. they start spinning they're just closing in And it's just too to beat, I can't win. Don't grin, it ain't I just set it ablaze I had to burn the whole house to 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 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 focusing in, and 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 every memory Staring into the of my epitome.
[Chris Nothin' but walls, but alright. My to the room in the corner all night. (Even in the darkness) Nothin' but walls, but alright. My back to the room in the corner all night. (These walls keep 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.
[James I always catch myself starin' a dark daze, Same place, new age, punched with rage. If they talk they probably wouldn't say much I always keep myself locked away and such. Just a sheltered being wasted away Like four walls on a casket 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 years I been known as 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 in my head To control the and unearth the undead. The is, I'm only out for two days And I return to my coma and these walls and bars me.
me, These walls holding me back. They can't me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
[Repeat times] 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 tell me where we at. I in control.