One plus one plus two is four
An abundance of corners, but not a single door
Not a lot left for man to explore
I laugh when they say I should get outside more
But I don't really laugh, not on the inside
There's not enough room for me to take it in stride
Can a heart succeed where once skin tried?
What's the worth of a soul once sin has been applied?
I don't know - that's why I'm askin'
No windows; can't mark the time that's passin'
Well versed in the art of inaction
You know what they say, didn't see it didn't happen
Watching paint peel's never been so surreal
Underneath the texture all that's left is the feel
Look towards the ceiling for a piece of relief
And bemoan the sky I can't be beneath

Shit, I don't even like the sunlight
I got fist fights and bug bites, been on the net all night
As this track I my witness
I find that my business with the musical industry
Makes more sense than physical fitness
I've been taking control, no longer shifting in wormholes; what?
It doesn't matter any way, a box isn't so bad
Symmetrical and safe, and I can't get stabbed in back or the face

What I wouldn't give for a glimpse of a shadow
A brief chance encounter with a thing so shallow
The touch of a breeze on the walk to the gallows
There's a thin line between hollow and hallow
Once I traced my outline up against the wall
But when I turned to look there was nothing at all
Is that a statement? Should I take it as a sign?
I don't think in those lines, reality is too defined
I wish I didn't mind, maybe then I wouldn't think
Maybe then I wouldn't squirm, maybe then I wouldn't leak
Maybe then I'd find the word that I always thought I'd need
The one that means you understand you have to bleed
But what do I know, all alone in this room?
Singing songs that I leave echoes to consume
Maybe the revelation came a little too soon
There's more than one way to spell doom

Shit, I don't even like the sunlight
I got fist fights and bug bites, been on the net all night
As this track I my witness
I find that my business with the musical industry
Makes more sense than physical fitness
I've been taking control, no longer shifting in wormholes; what?
It doesn't matter any way, a box isn't so bad
Symmetrical and safe, and I can't get stabbed in back or the face