4x4

Painted eyes

Look at the sky

And I just can't see

Hold my ear

Up to a shell

And no, I can't tell

Signs that can't be

Plastic, make believe

Sugar's dripping

Down the lights

Plastic canopies the night sky

A saccharine sheen

It's fit for dreams

Nothing in here is what it seems

I can't get out of here

Voices in and out my head

And so unclear

Four by four

And six feet tall

No I don't see an exit, no not at all

I can't get out of here

Voices in and out my head

And so unclear

Four by four

And six feet tall

No I don't see an exit, no not at all

I'll make it to the exit if I have to crawl

I'll make it to the exit to forget it all