I paint these walls to block my point of interest
Theres no escape from these thoughts this time
I may be hiding but what other choice do I have left?
My safeties are at rest
So now we are passing the problems off and throwing issues around that cant stand to be in motion
So slow down and cease to a halt
Im only dragging myself down
Down to a state of dissatisfaction
Stuck in the corner of sadness
Is there anybody out there to hear the cries?
They turn their heads the other way

I will never really be content
This cheap joyless bliss is inadequate
Im choosing the solutions carefully
Im resolving

The present location of my conscience lies deep below the foundation in me
Wasnt aware of the consequence facing me
Descending slowly to the reaches of hell to strangle and suffocate myself