Just like breathing,
it's easier than you thought,
anyone can be driven under,
and anyone can be caught.
You can search forever,
and try to find the way out,
save your breath for later,
only the walls can here you shout.
decisions,decisions,
will you stay or will you go,
the door will not be open,
if you ever decide to go.
Before you know it,
it'll drive you mad,
you'll tear your hair out,
find the knife you had,
your mind and your body,
controlled by pain,
and there you go,
cutting again,
and there they go,
shouting again.
You will fight to the end,
till your strength has gone,
until the pains died,
you'll be holding on.
Till the last tear drops,
and the bloods dried out,
when they're dead and gone,
there'll be no one to shout.
It's time to except it,
it's a place you can't escape,
where memories haunt you,
you're trapped behind your face.
