The rent is due
Ideology is gone
The rent is due
My Philosophy is gone
I can feel this fire burning out
These colours shower down on me
Is this my only sanctuary
Is this my only sanctuary.
Do I really belong here
I know I can't belong here.
Claustrophobic, no inspiration... oh no, no sanctuary.
Armies surround me, fever strikes me down... no
Sanctuary.
This time I'm out of here...
This time I'm leaving here...