Round and round
It never seems to change
Through twists and turns
Somehow it stays the same

The pattern keep on changing and I can't adapt
(Walls are closing in)
The line becomes a circle and I'm lost and trapped
(Air is getting thin)

Long lost
Dead and gone
Locked up
Always wrong
Been staring at the walls so long
The wall is staring back
Strange eyes
Fade to black

On and on
Same illness different name
A cage of bones
Ensures that we remain