[Verse] Screamin' at the front desk of the Big A Motel A million holes in the walls, my mind is in a haze Angry Indian man, frustration in his eyes (ooh-yeah) Dwight drillin' holes like a madman's craze [Verse 2] Motherfucker echoes through the dusty hallways Each hole a reminder of the pain and despair Feeling torn apart, broken and numb inside (ooh-yeah) As the chaos grows, no hope left to repair [Chorus] These broken walls, a testament to my rage (to my rage) Lost in the darkness, trapped in this endless maze No redemption, only echoes of the past Broken walls, shattered dreams that never last