[verse 1]
I am mental. I'm unstable
More or less if they Combine.
The voices that scare me,saved my life.
Lesson learned after three times.
/the boat is drifting right.
It sways towards the way of blind light.
I've never felt anything like,the pull of these empty voices/.
[verse 2]
Mental asylum. The end of rights.
It just starts making gears grind,(inside my head).
The road of knowledge,don't change my life.
You busy demons don't really scare me.
[chorus]
Now,If I could just shut down,and scribble upon these four wooden walls.
Who would I write them to?
And who would come and read them? Read them.
Read them for me now?
Some people wait for a little while.
Why can't I wait to find a real smile?
[verse 3]
/My dreams are fading now,
They face on the way of dead ends.
I've never felt anything like,the warmth of this faceless angel/.
[chorus]
If I could just slow down,and write upon these invisible blank walls.
Who would I write them for?
And who would come and save me,save me,save me right NOW?!
Some people wait when it's too late.
Why should I wait? Is it too late?
Some people wait for a little while.
Some people wait just for a real smile.
Some people wait just to feel empty.
Why should I wait to find my sanity?!