Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air
Stomach hurts and I don’t care

What do I see across the way
See myself molded in clay
Stares at me, yeah I’m afraid
Changing the shape of his face

Candles red I have a pair
Shadows dancing everywhere
burning on the angry chair

Little boy made a mistake
Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees, time to pray, boy

I don’t mind, yeah
I don’t mind, I-I-I
I don’t mind, yeah,
I don’t mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don’t mind, I-I-I
Can’t find it anywhere
I don’t mind

Corporate prison, we stay
I’m a dull boy, work all da y
So I’m strung out anyway

Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away

Saw my reflection and cried
So little hope that I died
Feed me your lies, open wide
Weight of my heart, not the size

Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray