Corridors 歌词

Walk him up and down the corridors Till his arms are tired Till his lungs are tired Starve him of the air the dimming light Till his eyes are wide Till his eyes are wild Till he sees the other side Chain him to the burning carousel Till the horses tire Till the horses tire Blast away the bearings of his life Till his eyes are wild Till his eyes are white But stave off suicide Oh my my my my my my my my my my my my my my