these walls keep closing in
I抦 just a mannequin it's time to go
Don抰 come too close to me
I can't find no space to breath it's time to go
My touch the kiss of death
More sick with every breath
I just can't seem to slow it down now
Why line up to conform
Why wear a uniform to grow old and die
In this same fucking town
Obsessed with misery
Life holds no joy for me it's time to go
No colors only gray
I die a little everyday it's time to go
I抦 born wrong too dead to feel
Wake up it's all to real it's time to go
Switched off there's no more pain
Padded walls I抦 half insane it's time to go

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