Inertia I feel your iron grip take hold of me This ego yearns for sovereignty
Sign after sign passing me by (Not for me, not for me, I've got someone to be) With a voice inside my head that says I'm living a lie (Look away, look away, there's just too much to see) I cling tightly to my selfish needs Blinded in this matrix of my programmed beliefs
I'm imprisoned By conceptualization of thought Separating myself from the whole
Warden, oh warden Where have you left the key To free myself From this bitter, lonely reality? A self-constructed cell A self-constructed Hell
Sign after sign passing me by (Not for me, not for me, I've got someone to be) With a voice inside my head that says I'm living a lie (Look away, look away, there's just too much to see) Everything so meaningless, my personal fiction Terminally drifting here in my world of endless contradiction
Inertia I feel your iron grip take hold of me, this ego Yearns - for sovereignty Disconnected Yet I feel right at home Alone inside, so alone
I'm tearing at these walls that surround me, Something's got to break Holding on for redemption, for some holy escape Some kind of light at the end of the tunnel Whatever it might be I can feel it calling me, so warden, Where have you left the key?