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This song is by SycAmour and appears on the album Obscure: La Deuxième (2014).

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White walls
I cannot sleep another
I cannot sleep another night like this
Like this

This mist, creeps under my door
I couldn't tell you if I'm awake
Or am I sleeping?

My eyes distort everything
They capture in their frames
Why can't they go away?
Were they even there?

I will watch you flatline (And watch your mind)
It will sink behind these white, white walls
White walls

We'll lose track of time, deteriorated sight
But I see what becomes of these

This isn't real, this isn't real
I cannot feel, I cannot feel
This isn't real, this isn't real
I cannot feel, I cannot feel

This place takes control of us
Leaves only empty husks
Of the man that once was
Sentient and alive

My eyes distort everything
They capture in their frames
Why can't they go away?
Were they even there?

I will crawl on broken hands
Before I watch you die, watch you die

I will watch you flatline (And watch your mind)
It will sink behind these white, white walls
White walls

These ends can't justify our means

What becomes of these?
What becomes of us?

If you really believe you're fine, you must need medication
Such hysteria, there's no doubt; you're all out of your fuckin' minds
I believe it's pretty clear; our sedatives are wearing off
No one outside these gates will hear your cries

I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm fuckin' fine