I cant feel my head anymore
I hear the knocking but I see no doorI guess there is no way out of here
A twisted mind filled with fear
Where madness is the only thing that makes sense
It all fits in even though the space is denseThere is screaming and crying
But why is it the silent ones dying
Tell me how this all fits in
Tell me how do you fix someone made of sinThe silent ones cant speak
If they open up they will say its weakThe silent ones get no compassion
They only get caught up in depression
All around my head there is a pounding voice
Not the silent ones they cant make a clear choice
With no voice to be heard
But they try anyway looking for the right words
I'm sorry?No that's not it
Come back?Well no shit
Can't seem to find the help they seek
Because they think it makes them weak
I cant feel my head anymoreI hear the knocking but I see no door
I guess there is no way out of here
A twisted mind filled with fear
Where madness is the only thing that makes senseIt all fits in even though the space is dense
There is screaming and crying
But why is it the silent ones dying
Take back whatever you made
The silent ones will no longer be in the shade