Panic

You know you ain't going nowhere You're stuck inside while the mind is flying You said you knew me in the morning Twisting on pins into my eyes And we driving on the ceiling below you Facin' up the walls with your crocked hands While you're miles away, miles away, miles away I don't think at all end up like this There's spiders on the wall and they stink of piss Dead heads lying in the corner Staring at me making me feel bad I put my hands up to my eyes But the holes in my palms let me find a way To corner you, corner you, corner you I can't feel my chest because it ain't much Sucking through my skin into my brain Oxygen pushing on the window Cracks in the glass let it slip away I start to cry and I keep on laughing I close my eyes at what's left inside And then I'll ran away, ran away, ran away For all the time this land, for all the time in my hands Circle around in depth found calmness fall once again Once again Razor blades floating in the warm bath Air bubbles in your veins turning my hands black Whispers coming from the next room Window cleaner keeps on spying I put my hands up to my eyes But the holes in my palms let me find a way To corner me, corner me, corner me Twelve ton hammer for my breakfast Slipping of the edge in catatonic blood Multiple decibel inscriptions Trying all they can in miles an hour Of face grey and looming downwards Sniffing all the time for a ounce of silence Screaming all the way, all the way, all the way Numbers counting down inside me Solar system thoughts circle round my head False teeth hanging from the ceiling Feet looking of the goms of the second son I eat my hands 'cause my legs are crying You broke my neck cause I snapped my spine I wish you would die away, die away, die away For all the time this land, for all the time in my hands Circle round in depth found calmness fall once again Once again --- Panic - Anathema