[Chorus: Demxntia]
There's some I've never known
But it's feeling less like home
Everything I have to show
Is it easier to throw away?
Why do I feel alone?
In this croweded space I'm always in
I don't know what to do
No I don't know what to do right now
[Verse 1: Rekap]
The walls I live and breathe in between
I'm the inmate and the warden
Always live to be dim and bleak
Like the place is all boarded up
Cause the drapes to my windows are like the [?] of coffin
As I awake to disintegrate in this hall that I'm lockеd in
And so much time is alotted for me, it's hard to bеlieve
When I got this occupancy I thought I'd not want to leave
But now I'm scratching and clawing when I'm passing every single wall
And lashing at anyone at all who's just asking me to be calm, and
My place of residence used to think it was heaven sent
Going out of my way to decorate and then I freshen it
To make or remain elegant and now I'm like hell with it
As I stay negligent and watch it decay to a skeleton
Of what it was in the past, I hardly can stomach that
I'm reluctant to pack my bags, when it's been nothing but drab
And if time I could run it back, I would have done it in a snap
But I can't recover half of a decade stuck in this [?]
There's some I've never known
But it's feeling less like home
Everything I have to show
Is it easier to throw away?
Why do I feel alone?
In this croweded space I'm always in
I don't know what to do
No I don't know what to do right now
[Verse 1: Rekap]
The walls I live and breathe in between
I'm the inmate and the warden
Always live to be dim and bleak
Like the place is all boarded up
Cause the drapes to my windows are like the [?] of coffin
As I awake to disintegrate in this hall that I'm lockеd in
And so much time is alotted for me, it's hard to bеlieve
When I got this occupancy I thought I'd not want to leave
But now I'm scratching and clawing when I'm passing every single wall
And lashing at anyone at all who's just asking me to be calm, and
My place of residence used to think it was heaven sent
Going out of my way to decorate and then I freshen it
To make or remain elegant and now I'm like hell with it
As I stay negligent and watch it decay to a skeleton
Of what it was in the past, I hardly can stomach that
I'm reluctant to pack my bags, when it's been nothing but drab
And if time I could run it back, I would have done it in a snap
But I can't recover half of a decade stuck in this [?]
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