Loosing my head
Or maybe my mind
Thinking so hard
It is hurting my inside

Looking forward
Or maybe it is backwards
Tasting my blood
So thick I will die

I am going crazy
Whit in this four walls
Or maybe I am outside
Just all alone

Listening to sounds
Real maybe false
Feeling the spring
Or maybe the fall

Telling my story
Or maybe it is yours
Mine is to hard
To be shown

I am going crazy
Whit in this four walls
Or maybe I am outside
Just all alone