caved in isolation
destination nothing interesting
stage screams keep the sleeping people
buried in their nothing
caged in whisper endless torture
silent treatment can’t take one more
hear the nothing mute explosion
mind erosion through the thin floor
gotta get out
this gristle throbbing disco missile
will it break your heartbeat
your little biorhythm
spin and smash and spoil your sleep week
gotta get out
(it's a fine line, it’s all in the mind…)
let’s just stay in today
and tranquil be our mode of play
you can choose that for yourself
and I won’t sell you something else
but to me it’s like a prison door
and I can’t take it any more
gotta get out