White walls I cannot sleep another I cannot sleep another night like this Like this This mist, creeps under my door I couldn't tell you if I'm awake Or am I sleeping? My eyes distort everything They capture in their frames Why can't they go away? Were they even there? I will watch you flatline (And watch your mind) It will sink behind these white, white walls White walls We'll lose track of time, deteriorated sight But I see what becomes of these This isn't real, this isn't real I cannot feel, I cannot feel This isn't real, this isn't real I cannot feel, I cannot feel This place takes control of us Leaves only empty husks Of the man that once was Sentient and alive My eyes distort everything They capture in their frames Why can't they go away? Were they even there? I will crawl on broken hands Before I watch you die, watch you die I will watch you flatline (And watch your mind) It will sink behind these white, white walls White walls These ends can't justify our means What becomes of these? What becomes of us? If you really believe you're fine, you must need medication Such hysteria, there's no doubt; you're all out of your fuckin' minds I believe it's pretty clear; our sedatives are wearing off No one outside these gates will hear your cries I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fuckin' fine