Shiver runs down my spine

Not a thing in my room to find

Like in a prison, i sit in the corner of the room

My feelings grow, at least they bloom

And i feel like i crawl inside myself

Walls comming nearer and nearer everyday

I feel like i'll never come back

From this trip

Sometimes i breathe my own pain and i see

Poison’s the only thing - it's there for me

Like in a prison, i sit in the corner of the room

My feelings grow, at least they bloom

And i feel like i crawl inside myself

Walls comming nearer and nearer everyday

I feel like i'll never come back

From this trip