The Exit

How am I supposed to draw the line
When these things are brought down upon me?
This isn't anything I asked for
I can't breathe, I can't wait, I can't take this anymore
I'm stuck here breaking my back
Stuck here in the frey
How long did we sleep
When it slipped away?
Suffocated with the dirty laundry
Quarters fed into the machine
If that's the only way then I don't want to be clean
So many questions
Haven't been answered yet
Strength to sustain hope
Is weakened by example
So I turned inside
(The boiling man I am)
So I wouldn't have to deal with this anymore
(The boiling man I am)
So I turn inside
(The boiling man I am)
The exit.....did you get it?

Our minds are overrun....stand against the wall
By the pollutants that....hands across your back
You send through the (air)waves...answers never come
To my living room....from questions never asked
Sand against the wall...hands across your back
Answers never come....from questions never asked