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