the buzzing of lights and the yellow paper walls the damp carpet floors and the endless winding halls that was what I looked like, so long ago yet I struggle to recall what took me from so the beauty, the pain, the hope and the fear it was what defined this place here that was what I looked like so long ago but I don't want to recall what took me from so. the buzzing of lights and the yellow paper walls the damp carpet floors and the endless winding halls I miss the days when I was such a place oh, those memories I would never replace. I still recall, my crumbling walls how I screamed in a way they ignored the dusty, damp floors, covered in smashed doors oh, how I wish I still had it all.
