The walls are closing in
The ceiling's falling down
The air is growing thin
And noise is all around
Too much pressure from above
Too much looking from behind
Rotting organs, boiling blood
The gears of mental illness grind
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt
Intimidating faces frown
Shout commands and reprimands
Six feet underneath the ground
If no-one meets with their demands
No-one will hear cries for help
Resisting only makes them mad
Faces fade, distorted mouths
You're not the worst they've ever had
What's that noise under my bed?
Who's the voice inside my head?
Who's telling secrets about me
While loading their gun quietly?
Shut up and listen to yourself
This can't be too good for your health
Lock yourself up all alone
Shut off all the lights and unplug the phone
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt
Maybe someone's watching now
Tracking every single move
You're all alone but still somehow
Feel a presence behind you
Always dirty and never clean
The stain that just won't go away
Washing skin until it bleeds
It doesn't have to be this way
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt
The ceiling's falling down
The air is growing thin
And noise is all around
Too much pressure from above
Too much looking from behind
Rotting organs, boiling blood
The gears of mental illness grind
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt
Intimidating faces frown
Shout commands and reprimands
Six feet underneath the ground
If no-one meets with their demands
No-one will hear cries for help
Resisting only makes them mad
Faces fade, distorted mouths
You're not the worst they've ever had
What's that noise under my bed?
Who's the voice inside my head?
Who's telling secrets about me
While loading their gun quietly?
Shut up and listen to yourself
This can't be too good for your health
Lock yourself up all alone
Shut off all the lights and unplug the phone
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt
Maybe someone's watching now
Tracking every single move
You're all alone but still somehow
Feel a presence behind you
Always dirty and never clean
The stain that just won't go away
Washing skin until it bleeds
It doesn't have to be this way
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt
Paranoia rots the brain
Slowly drives a man insane
Worries will remain confined
There's no enter to your mind
Something in there will explode
Long for you to lose control
If there isn't some way out
Beyond the hate and fear and doubt