[Joseph I sit up at night, it's at least or four. Blood drippin' down my knuckles from knockin' on drywall. I see a face like flashlights chins, The more I blink the it happens again. Damn, from like '89, Floatin' their faces on the like it's the last time. see 'em again the same time everynight. The wall gets bigger every passin' daylight.
Spanolio] Are they in on me? Walls me of me There's an emptiness won't go away.
Yeah, I never said that I was right my mind, But I'm sure over I learned to the walls I'm sure over time I learned to right all of my wrongs. Sure right, Four walls reflectin' my Every I sit and watch the replay.
[Chorus, Bruce] me, These walls holding me back. can't tell me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
me, These walls holding me back. can't tell me where we at. I in control.
Methric] 'em... I can 'em looking at me. I can even hear 'em when I'm trying to sleep. Sometimes they start they're just closing in And it's just too to beat, I can't win. Don't grin, it ain't funny I set it ablaze I had to the whole house to escape that maze I was burned my neck to my feet but it was worth it Until I went back, I even hurt.
[Joseph One surrounds me, no roof no floor. I started fallin' as as I stepped through the door. Plain walls, don't let me see a in the paint Or I'm in, and focused I ain't. Clang-bang, I the walls and leave stains So the next man falling at can see thangs. I think of my relivin' every memory Staring the walls of my epitome.
Rouleau] Nothin' but walls, but alright. My to the room in the corner all night. (Even in the darkness) Nothin' but walls, but alright. My back to the in the corner all night. (These walls keep watchin' me.) but walls, but it's alright. My to the room in the corner all night. (Even in the darkness.) Nothin' but walls, but alright. My to the room in the corner all night.
Lowrey] I always catch myself starin' a dark daze, Same place, new age, holes punched rage. If they could they probably wouldn't say much Because I always keep myself away and such. a sheltered life being wasted away Like four on a casket being put in a grave. So many hours spent at nothing, But I on glaring, steady hoping for something.
[Chris I in this maze through my cell gate. For eighty years I known as inmate 1-4-2-7-8. Walls can't me, on the noose every weekend. the guards take me for my shock treatment, I be leavin', out the in my head To control the and unearth the undead. The is, I'm only out for two days And I return to my and these walls and bars around me.
me, These ain't holding me back. They tell me where we at. I'm uncontainable.
three times] me, These ain't holding me back. They tell me where we at. I in control.
Spanolio] me. me back. me back. In control.
me. me back. me back. In control.
[Repeat me, These ain't holding me back. They tell me where we at. I in control.