[Joseph I sit up at night, it's at least or four. Blood drippin' down my knuckles knockin' skin on drywall. I see a face like flashlights chins, The more I blink the it happens again. Damn, victims like '89, Floatin' their faces on the wall like it's the time. I'ma see 'em again the time everynight. The wall gets bigger with passin' daylight.
[James Are they in on me? Walls me of me There's an emptiness 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 Every I sit and watch the replay.
[Chorus, Bruce] me, These walls ain't me back. They can't tell me we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These walls ain't me back. They can't me where we at. I in control.
Methric] 'em... I can feel 'em at me. I can even hear 'em talkin' I'm trying to sleep. Sometimes they start they're just closing in And it's just too to beat, I can't win. grin, it ain't funny I just set it ablaze I had to burn the whole house to escape maze I was from my neck to my feet 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. Plain walls, don't let me see a in the paint Or I'm in, and focused I ain't. Clang-bang, I the walls and leave stains So the next man at least can see thangs. I think of my life relivin' every Staring into the of my epitome.
Rouleau] Nothin' but walls, but alright. My to the room 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 keep watchin' me.) but walls, but it's alright. My to the room 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 always catch myself starin' a dark daze, place, new age, holes punched with rage. If they could talk they probably wouldn't say Because I keep myself locked away and such. Just a sheltered life being away Like four 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 maze my cell gate. For eighty years I known as inmate 1-4-2-7-8. Walls confine me, on the noose every weekend. the guards take me for my shock treatment, I be leavin', out the in my head To control the minds and the undead. The problem is, I'm out for two days And I to my coma and these walls and bars around me.
me, These walls ain't me back. They tell 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.
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.