Prisons look like palaces these days Waiting for the day I stop feeling Patiently suffocating I've been caged in Crawling up the walls Days become a blur, oh Voices in my head But I can't make out the words Glass door To hide behind forever after Careful about what you ask for Ironic I'm still dying faster and faster Crawling up the walls Days become a blur, oh Voices in my head But I can't make out the words (...) Crawling up the walls Days become a blur, no Voices in my head But I can't make out the words Crawling up the walls Days become a blur, oh (Tryna fight the feeling) Voices in my head But I can't make out the words