I'm always rushing home Every time I lose my tongue Standing in a crowd Very quiet, my hands go moist Keep the curtains closed Gaining some distance You connect I disconnect I'm closing the door I'm scratching the floor I am home but I don't feel safe anymore A padded cell A soft hell I am home but I don 't feel safe anymore Need to go out again What 's around the bend? Must pull myself together Must face the fear and tell I'm here Ropes are holding me back In the closet- look through the crack No one is knocking at the door I've got ice in the core