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........