The Closing Walls

Heading out in cold frustration 
 On yet another route 
 To chase your destination 
 Always ready to pursue 
 Forced into the corner 
 You spill your fluids to the floor 
 As another filthy needle 
 Has pierced through once more 

 Chorus: 

 It hurt me hard 
 And i fell low 
 It hurt me hard 
 Pulled me below 
 But they were many to pull 
 Until my lungs were full 

 Heading out in cold frustration 
 On yet another route 
 To chase your destination 
 Always ready to pursue 
 In tears you spray the closing walls 
 With wrists open wide 
 In contrary to what you think 
 You cannot ever hide 

 Tears fall as you spray the walls 

 The walls are closing further in on me 
 Why can't these demons let me be 
 I feel so cold 
 I feel so sick 

 (Chorus)