Shiver runs down my spine Not a thing in my room to find Like in a prison, i sit in the corner of the room My feelings grow, at least they bloom And i feel like i crawl inside myself Walls comming nearer and nearer everyday I feel like i'll never come back From this trip Sometimes i breathe my own pain and i see Poison's the only thing - it's there for me Like in a prison, i sit in the corner of the room My feelings grow, at least they bloom And i feel like i crawl inside myself Walls comming nearer and nearer everyday I feel like i'll never come back From this trip