Sitting on an angry chair Angry walls that steal the air Stomach hurts and I don?t care
What do I see across the way See myself molded in clay Stares at me, yeah I?m afraid Changing the shape of his face
Candles red I have a pair Shadows dancing everywhere Burning on the angry chair
Little boy made a mistake Pink cloud has now turned to gray All that I want is to play Get on your knees, time to pray, boy
I don?t mind, yeah I don?t mind, i-i-i I don?t mind, yeah, I don?t mind, i-i-i Lost my mind, yeah But I don?t mind, i-i-i Can?t find it anywhere I don?t mind
Corporate prison, we stay I?m a dull boy, work all da y So I?m strung out anyway
Loneliness is not a phase Field of pain is where I graze Serenity is far away
Saw my reflection and cried So little hope that I died Feed me your lies, open wide Weight of my heart, not the size
Pink cloud has now turned to gray All that I want is to play Get on your knees time to pray
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