Texty: The Scarred. Repression. Claustraphobia.

I'm getting tired of the same thing every day
The scenery here just never seems to change
I need to get out on the road of city lights
I'm getting tired of the same place every night

I'm going stir crazy, I'm going to lose my mind
I'm going stir crazy, I'm going to lose my mind

I need a way out of the trap you got me in
You see my patience is starting to wear thin
I'm getting sick of your irritating voice
I'm getting tired of not having a choice

I'm going stir crazy, I'm going to lose my mind
I'm going stir crazy, I'm going to lose my mind