Bare-uh-cade-ed inside this room that I created Sentenced by my own self condemnation Built from my frustrations and shattered trust I long for the days I return to dust My fragile heart will never be cherished So I long to be like my hopes and dreams Dead and perished Everyday I wake is just another obstacle A constant dee-bah-cool And I’ll never find my peace or sanctuary Or this missing piece that’s been lost Because mine has been made So jagged torn and frayed That there is no match When redemption is out of sight So much that there is no escaping The lights at the end of this tunnel Are only the basement As I fall through this funnel Of this so called life With no bottom to hit Because my hell is fathomless And there’s always new depths to explore Always knowing that my home is in the core
