[Joseph I sit up at night, at least three or four. Blood drippin' down my knuckles knockin' skin on drywall. I see a like flashlights under chins, The more I blink the it happens again. Damn, victims from '89, Floatin' their faces on the wall like the last time. I'ma see 'em again the same everynight. The wall gets bigger every passin' daylight.
Spanolio] Are they in on me? confinin' me of me There's an emptiness that go away.
Yeah, I never that I was right inside my mind, But I'm over time I learned to climb the I'm that over time I learned to right all of my wrongs. Sure right, walls reflectin' my life Every I sit and watch the replay.
[Chorus, Bruce] me, These ain't holding me back. They tell me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These walls ain't 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 talkin' when I'm to sleep. Sometimes they start spinning they're closing in And it's too much to beat, I can't win. Don't grin, it funny I just set it ablaze I had to burn the house to escape that maze I was from my neck to my feet but it was worth it Until I back, I didn't even hurt.
[Joseph One wall me, no roof no floor. I started fallin' as soon as I stepped 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 and leave stains So the next man at least can see thangs. I think of my life relivin' 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) Nothin' but walls, but alright. My back to the room in the corner all night. (These 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, Same place, new age, punched with rage. If they could talk they wouldn't say much Because I keep myself locked away and such. Just a sheltered life being away Like four walls on a being put in a grave. So many spent looking at nothing, But I keep on glaring, hoping for something.
Rouleau] I stare in maze through my cell gate. For eighty years I been known as 1-4-2-7-8. Walls 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 is, I'm only out for two days And I return to my coma and these walls and bars me.
me, These walls ain't me back. They can't me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
[Repeat three me, These walls holding me back. can't tell 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 can't me where we at. I in control.