As i see the walls Coming closer The ceiling falling down The floor slowly cames beneath Running to nowhere Nowhere in sight The door closes behind me All seems to slow down Follow me through this empty coil Nothing makes sense Fail with me... Running around the world As stringers puppets Fading images of what we could been Going around... going around... Follow me through this empty coil Nothing makes sense Fail with me... Obsessing with all we can't control Feeling our own paranoia Cheating the ghost buried within Whats all this for Strange way of being What's is all this for The Paths seem all alike Pointing to the same end Follow me is my own end Follow me through this empty coil Nothing makes sense Fail with me... Follow me through this empty coil Nothing makes sense Fail with me...