Shingle of doubt
Trapped in a dark room
Tied to a chair
With no one there
With hands tied behind the back
Of a place, I never want to be
This insane asylum
Is beneath me
No one really knows
What goes on there
We call it a crazy place
For people we don’t need
Is this fair, do you care
Do you know any one there
Proudly not you say no, no with no care
But it’s a life, a life that could care