The days blur together
accelerating to a depth that I've never known.
This deep dark rock bottom,
where jagged fears pierce to these bones,
It's been home

and I've built this nightmare,
resided in pain,
a windowless, relentless portrait of shame
I collected
and I'm so far gone

So come at these walls with your jackhammers
come at my heart with bare hands,
but if I can't feel a pneumatic chisel
what chance do you have

The days never end,
am I sleeping or dreaming or waking
I'm trapped in a place
where the clock faces seem to be breaking
and it's been too long

and I've built my prison
out of minute hand bars
that counted down the memories
that left all these scars
and I'm too far gone

So come at these walls with grenades and explosions
come at my heart with bare hands
but if I'm numb to nuclear warfare
what chance to you have

It doesn't matter if the sun
rises tomorrow
It doesn't matter if night never comes
But I've never felt this low,
and I've never been one to succomb
but I'm done

and I don't care what method you try
when you come at these walls,
if you touch or you pry
I'm not too far
no I'm not too far
I'm not too far

for You to hold on