Unwritten

Get back, entry is forbidden
 How soon we can forget
 Control, the story's best unwritten
 Or censored senseless
 These ghosts sneak up unbidden
 To claw at my chest
 These days when I've been thrice bitten
 Once shy, now speechless
 You ask me questions but I am not quite sure what to say
 This couch is getting cozy, I'd rather sleep all day
 Another hour, another pill shoved beneath my tongue
 Running through this hallway naked and alone
 Stay back! These signals that I'm getting, white noise and screams
 Control, a language that can't be written translated by emergency
 Demons, can you hear them whispering, voices drowning in the sea
 These days, the straight jacket's not fitting, the cleanest padded room doesn't comfort me
 You ask me questions but I'm not sure what to say
 This couch is getting warmer, I'd rather sleep all day
 Another hour, another theory shoved down my throat
 Running through this hallway naked and alone
 The house is empty but may be haunted
 Isn't that what you always wanted?
 Teflon mind, there is no sticking
 Feel the flames that are always licking
 Trite masterpiece is nothing but banal
 Nothing but white noise on every channel
 The master solution is illogical science
 A climax of silence misread as shyness
 Progress seems to take so long
 We bear the burdens of the body that breaks the back of the beast basking in the shade
 The burdens we're bearing will bury us all
 Running through this hallway, I'd rather sleep all day