From the album
Don't even bother speaking.
Don't ask me about how I feel today.
It's just another city.
Another room of faces with no names.
And I refuse to imagine a world outside this place.
Just these four walls.
As I wait for death's sweet embrace.
Seems all I've made are enemies.
Who celebrate my misery.
What the road gave and took away.
I have everything but what I need.
You'll find me sitting in silence.
Separating myself from the talking sheep.
Searching for peace in empty bars.
Am I truly free?