[Verse]
Woke up on a table puzzled
Memories dissolved and fuzzled
When called these voices ask info
No friends all I trust is my soul
Claustrophobic white tight thin walls
Large closed in with basil green floors
Snuck in microchip can’t leave this
Half of you froze grey closing doors
Big stiff old all blue atire
Clicking CRT computers
Jazzed man midget bossing all us
Sneaking notes through elevators
She keeps me here careless that’s Helly's
Way she don’t know what I felt
Many attempts and still no help
Only shot now is to hang mys-
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