The Last March of the Ents – The Great Confinement
I humbly ask that you break into me so you can see
This place inside my mind
I’ve let it fester for far too long
And I’ve lost control
Tearing away at my brain
I’ve lost my grip on reality
Disowned they scale the walls I hold
They break
His mind takes no prisoners but himself
But he isn’t lost, he accepts
He isn’t trapped, he searches
But I can’t help wonder if he regrets
I regret hiding out in my head
I can’t hang on for too long
I’m severely depressed
The alcohol is all gone
If you feel the same then drown with me, drink with me
We’re all just brainwashed kids, we’re all in pain