Fun House

I'm crawling out of my skin

Crawling out of my skin

Seventeen days inside

Seventeen days its been

When strange lights change my perception

And mirrors distort my

Mirrors distort my

Mirrors distort my

Reflection

I don't know where I'm going

And I'm tired of asking around

Nobody knows where the exit is

Not the carnie or the clown

And I have to remember how important it is

Not to make a sound,

How important it is

That I never make a sound

My brain is in the gutter

I need to find another

Way out of here

Can't look at myself anymore

Echos of the carnival

Rattle these metal walls

And I can't see past the smoke

To make it down the hall

My brain is in the gutter

I need to find another

Way out of here

Can't look at myself anymore

Echos of the carnival

Rattle these metal walls

And I can't see past the smoke

To make it down the hall

I forget how long it's been

Can't remember how long it's been

If I'm thinking straight

I guess I haven't seen that clown again

Strange lights change my perception

And mirrors distort my

Mirrors distort my

Mirrors distort my

Reflection

If I make it to the morning

I'm not sure they'll let me out of here

Most of the decorations

Seem like they've been here for years

I'm reminded how important it is

Not to make a sound,

How important it is

That I never make a sound

My brain is in the gutter

I need to find another

Way out of here

A way out of the fun house

Echos of the carnival

Rattle these metal walls

And I can't see past the smoke

To make it down the hall

My brain is in the gutter

I need to find another

Way out of here

A way out of the fun house

Echos of the carnival

Rattle these metal walls

And I can't see past the smoke

To make it down the hall

I'm crawling out of my skin

Crawling out of my skin

I think It said something to me

Something about a best friend

Strange lights change my perception

And mirrors distort my

Mirrors distort my

Mirrors distort my

Reflection

It seems the faster I run

The closer this thing gets

I'll bet you've never seen something,

Something that moves quite like that

Of course I'm reminded how important it is

Not to make a sound,

How important it is I

That I never make a sound

My brain is in the gutter

I need to find another

Way out of here

A way out of the fun house

Echos of the carnival

Rattle these metal walls

And I can't see past the smoke

To make it down the hall

My brain is in the gutter

I need to find another

Way out of here

A way out of the fun house

Echos of the carnival

Rattle these metal walls

And I can't see past the smoke

To make it down the hall