these walls keep closing in
I? just a mannequin it`s time to go
Don? 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? 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? half insane it`s time to go