Padded Cell 4 Walls Pt.2 Lyrics - Pulley

Going back to yesterday, tomorrow's almost near 

Anticipation factors in decisions everywhere 

And anger fills the mood right now, there's no more novelties 

Hands on the clock moving, I'm going nowhere 

The nights are nothing like the nights before 

These same four walls are painted white 

The TV set, it's broke, all my friends have left to call 

The silence still disturbs me, I'm alone 

Pick my pen up, it's dried out for sure 

The TV set is broke again 

It's eight 'o' clock, I'm out the door 

It's eight 'o' clock, I'm out the door 

Fear myself but I'm safe inside these walls 

Close my mind, nothing gets to me at all 

These days are shorter and the nights are really long 

Another night of nothing, like the nothing before 

Another night of nothing, like the nothing before 

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Hands on the clock moving, I'm going nowhere 

And I wonder why you're still afraid of me 

These same four walls are padded white 

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