Shadows of Defeat

These walls keep closing in
 I'm just a mannequin
 Whoa! it's time to go
 Don't come too close to me
 I can't find no space to breath
 Whoa! it's time to go
 My touch the kiss of death
 More sick with every breath
 I just can't seem to slow it down now
 Why line up to conform
 Why wear a uniform to grow old and die
 In this same fucking town
 Obsessed with misery
 Life holds no joy for me
 Whoa! it's time to go
 No colors only gray
 I die a little everyday
 Whoa! it's time to go
 My touch the kiss of death
 More sick with every breath
 I just can't seem to slow it down now
 Why line up to conform
 Why wear a uniform to grow old and die
 In this same fucking town
 I'm born wrong too dead to feel
 Wake up it's all to real
 Whoa! it's time to go
 Switched off there's no more pain
 Padded walls I'm half insane
 Whoa! it's time to go
 My touch the kiss of death
 More sick with every breath
 I just can't seem to slow it down now
 Why line up to conform
 Why wear a uniform to grow old and die
 In this same fucking town