Album: Sonic Excess in Its Purest Form

I've tried to hide
Hide from so many things
At times I've lied to myself

I've built a room
I can't see anything
An empty room

I'm breaking out

There is no door
No sunlight coming in
Just concrete walls and loneliness

Footsteps of doom
I hear alone at night
This empty room

I'm breaking out

Now I'm on my way

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