"Know your place"   It's like a voice   That won't go away   Live vices we hold to tradition   Like children not allowed to across the street   Starving for some recognition   Where want and honesty meet   Nothing known can match the bitter pain   Of knowing happiness is just beyond the reach of your chain   And the overwhelming feeling it will be the same forever      Now here I am looking down a hole again   Treating damage and despair like they're long lost friends   With no remedy at all   I'm just waiting for the fall   Staring out the window   Like what's outside's unattainable      Cover me with roses for the funeral pyre   Shoot this dashing carcass out to fucking sea   I can't wait, in this state   This voice, these hands   Don't feel like they're really   Me      I'm the blinded who can feel that he's surrounded by walls   And relief is very seldom cheap   Now I think I'm gonna snap   Like prey in a trap   Watch as desperation takes a seat   Forgive me my trespasses   Like I know I'll trespass tonight   Don't want to hear any fucking voices at all   Even if they're saying I'm alright      Memories beating soundly on the body   Cursing what's left of the sorry shell   I'd give anything to make this heart stop pounding   Staring out the window   Like what's outside's unattainable      Cover me with roses for the funeral pyre   Shoot this dashing carcass out to fucking sea   I can't wait, in this state   This voice, these hands   Don't feel like they're really   Me      Now life's like a b-movie   That no one wants to see   Here comes the zombie   Portraying me   What was once so crystal clear   Is now cranked past the norm   And I can't take it anymore