Isolation

Quarantined inside my head as I dance with the dead I feel the walls creeping up on me, and the ceiling descend No faith, no future, I know this is where it all ends Eyes open, eyes closed, all I see is a burning red Isolation Panicked nation Isolation Mental disintegration Nowhere left to run, I'm trapped inside of my own mind The clock is ticking down, I'm losing all sense of time Something's got a hold of me, and now the grip's getting tight When everyone's forced in a line you leave someone behind Isolation Panicked nation Isolation Mental disintegration Isolation Panicked nation Isolation Mental disintegration