Facing New York - Fly On The Wall lyrics

Navigated into my own hole I've got a stunning view Of all I can't control It's insulated but the walls are cold One foot on the ground One eye on the door Yeah, I thought that I was strong Just give me a headcount and I'll be gone before too long Sure, I thought we'd all help out What's a pocket full of change to loneliness and or a way out? So I ride a bison through Golden Gate Park Running through the gra** Dancing in the dark Cross the desert in a holy house Trample through the sand Never make a sound But I can't call a cab I don't understand! I can't feel my legs I don't understand! I can't say a word I don't understand! Please help, I don't understand If I ever speak again Don't know what I will say to you You make me want to see the world But I don't want to leave your room I'm two years old strapped to the back seat Sweat drips off the toes of my baby feet The heat increases and my arms are locked in My stomach turns and the expulsion begins But the words get stuck at the back of my throat The dive head-first back into my soul Where a scared little boy hides in the flaps The reflex begins and my ribs collapse Now that I can speak again I just don't know what to say I'd kind of like to see my friends But I may never leave this place