Bars
there's this place i get stuck
sometimes
stuck, can't get out. can't get free
sometimes
can't escape those chains
sometimes
want to run but there's
walls
blocking you in, always
walls
like some kind of shoebox
walls
with a lid stuck on with glue
i get stuck in my head
sometimes
can't get out, can't get free
no, never
thoughts are chains, long and
metal
want to run but there's walls
sometimes
blocking you in like a cage
walls
of the proverbial sense
walls
'cause you can't leave your head
when the cranium sticks together
like a lid stuck on with glue
there's a prison in my mind, i think
i get stuck there too often, too
much floating
sometimes
filling me like a helium balloon
'til i want to burst
sometimes
no, never
can you burst, because your
skull cap
is
stuck
on
with
glue
and sinew, and veins, streams
of life in your
mind
and you're stuck in your
mind
and you can't really
mind
because if you escape from
thought-chains
get unstuck
get out, get free
then who the hell are you, anyway
can't get out of your mind, sometimes
can't get rid of your thoughts, sometimes
'cause there's bars in your mind, that's why
and they're caging you
in.