[Joseph I sit up at night, at least three or four. Blood drippin' down my from knockin' skin on drywall. I see a face flashlights under chins, The more I blink the it happens again. Damn, victims from '89, Floatin' their faces on the wall like it's the time. I'ma see 'em the same time everynight. The wall gets with every passin' daylight.
Spanolio] Are closin' in on me? confinin' me of me There's an that won't go away.
Yeah, I never said that I was inside my mind, But I'm sure over I learned to the walls I'm that over time I learned to right all of my wrongs. Sure right, walls reflectin' my life Every That I sit and the replay.
[Chorus, Joseph me, These walls ain't me back. They tell me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These walls ain't me back. They can't 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 start spinning they're just closing in And it's just too much to beat, I win. Don't grin, it ain't funny I set it ablaze I had to burn the whole to escape that maze I was burned from my to my feet but it was worth it Until I went back, I even hurt.
Bruce] One surrounds me, no roof no floor. I started fallin' as as I stepped through the door. Plain walls, don't let me see a in the paint Or I'm in, and focused I ain't. Clang-bang, I bloody the and leave stains So the next man falling at can see thangs. I think of my life relivin' every Staring the walls of my epitome.
Rouleau] 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. (These walls keep watchin' me.) but walls, but it's alright. My back to the room in the all night. (Even in the darkness.) Nothin' but walls, but alright. My back to the room in the all night.
[James I always catch starin' into a dark daze, place, new age, holes punched with rage. If could talk they probably wouldn't say much Because I always keep myself away and such. Just a life being wasted away Like four walls on a casket put in a grave. So many hours spent at nothing, But I keep on glaring, steady for something.
Rouleau] I stare in this maze through my 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 me for my shock treatment, I be leavin', out the space in my To control the minds and the undead. The problem is, I'm only out for two And I return to my coma and these walls and bars me.
me, These walls ain't me back. They can't tell me we at. I'm uncontainable.
[Repeat times] me, These ain't holding me back. They can't tell me 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. can't tell me where we at. I in control.