Solitary World
Prisons look like palaces these days
Waiting for the day I stop feeling
Patiently suffocating I've been caged in
Crawling up the walls
Days become a blur
Voices in my head
But I can't make out the words
Glass door
To hide behind forever after
Careful about what you ask for
Ironic I'm still dying faster and faster
Crawling up the walls
Days become a blur
Voices in my head
But I can't make out the words
Writer/s: Joel Ferber, Sean Hansen, Tim Beken
