As i see the walls
Coming closer
The ceiling falling down
The floor slowly cames beneath
Running to nowhere
Nowhere in sight
The door closes behind me
All seems to slow down
Follow me through this empty coil
Nothing makes sense
Fail with me...
Running around the world
As stringers puppets
Fading images of what we could been
Going around... going around...
Follow me through this empty coil
Nothing makes sense
Fail with me...
Obsessing with all we can't control
Feeling our own paranoia
Cheating the ghost buried within
Whats all this for
Strange way of being
What's is all this for
The Paths seem all alike
Pointing to the same end
Follow me is my own end
Follow me through this empty coil
Nothing makes sense
Fail with me...
Follow me through this empty coil
Nothing makes sense
Fail with me...