Facing New York - Fly On The Wall текст песни

Navigated into my own hole,
I've got a stunning view
Of all I can't control

It's insulated but the walls are cold
One foot on the ground
One eye on the door

Yeah, I thought that I was strong
Just give me a headcount and I'll be gone before
Too long
Sure, I thought we'd all help out
What's a pocket full of change to loneliness and or a
Way out?

So I ride a bison through golden gate park
Running through the grass
Dancing in the dark

Cross the desert in a holy house
Trample through the sand
Never make a sound

But I can't call a ca
I don't understand!
I can't feel my legs
I don't understand!
I can't say a word
I don't understand!
Please help, I don't understand

If I ever speak again,
Don't know what I will say to you
You make me want to see the world,
But I don't want to leave your room

I'm two years old strapped to tha back seat
Sweat drips off the toes of my baby feet
The heat increases and my arms are locked in
My stomach turns and the expulsion begins
But the words get stuck at the back of my throat
Then dive head-first back into my soul
Where a scared little boy hides in the flaps
The reflex begins and my ribs collapse

Now that I can speak again,
I just don't know what to say
I'd kind of like to see my friends,
But I may never leave this place