i pull the punch when i hit the walls no one pulls shit when i fall i m isolated in a century of despair man s love s reflecting my walls are bare my 4 walls what a man needs when a man bleeds isolated i am condemned my life is drugged with sadness i praise my sleep it free s me from madness in solitude my walls are bleeding sorrow i have no future no tomorrow my hate explodes only my 4 walls know there s no pity only peeling white snow headaches heartaches it only gets worse inside my 4 walls i am cursed