They locked me up, late last night The walls are padded, the lights too bright Injected drugs to keep me calm But I feel like a cluster bomb
Ready to explode Take down everything around Can’t control me now Slam it to the ground
Straight-Jacket Mosh! Keep your hands below your waist Straight-Jacket Mosh! Isolation you must face
The dude next door is freaking out No fuckin clue what he’s on about The screams down the hall are getting stronger Don’t think I can take this shit much longer
But my hands are tied Tied somewhere below my waist There seems no way out Isolation I must face
Mental illness, schizophrenia, depression, anxiety disorder These are not the case, my only bad is taking some weed across the borderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
