I stocked up on the ropes and the chains.
Can we keep things together now?
My mind is a broken shell and the last pieces
Are covering the bathroom...
Which way to the door.
I'm being chased by doctors.
Lucid and tranquil.
I've got my sanity.
Everything I ever was in mapped out on the whiteboard,
For everyone and anyone.
Someone please show me the door.
To sanctity my sanctuary
And the secrets in the locket I wear,
They've been prescribed by doctors.
I need more.
Lucid and Tranquil.
I've got my sanity.
Everything I ever was is mapped out on the whiteboard,
For everyone and anyone.
Someone please show me the room.
Where I lost my innocence
Into a vacuum of paranoid secrecy.
Is everybody after me?
Someone please show me more,
Show me more...