[verse 1]

I am mental. I'm unstable

More or less if they Combine.

The voices that scare me,saved my life.

Lesson learned after three times.



/the boat is drifting right.

It sways towards the way of blind light.

I've never felt anything like,the pull of these empty voices/.



[verse 2]

Mental asylum. The end of rights.

It just starts making gears grind,(inside my head).

The road of knowledge,don't change my life.

You busy demons don't really scare me.



[chorus]

Now,If I could just shut down,and scribble upon these four wooden walls.

Who would I write them to?

And who would come and read them? Read them.

Read them for me now?



Some people wait for a little while.

Why can't I wait to find a real smile?



[verse 3]

/My dreams are fading now,

They face on the way of dead ends.

I've never felt anything like,the warmth of this faceless angel/.



[chorus]

If I could just slow down,and write upon these invisible blank walls.

Who would I write them for?

And who would come and save me,save me,save me right NOW?!



Some people wait when it's too late.

Why should I wait? Is it too late?



Some people wait for a little while.

Some people wait just for a real smile.

Some people wait just to feel empty.

Why should I wait to find my sanity?!