Texty: Billy Redfield. Amy.

Mindless attention to the details
Every look becomes a stare
If I fare I'll be
Seeing double when I'm free
These chains have got me
Thinking twice
These fears control me
All night
Oh Amy oh Amy
Get me out of this place I'm hanging
Onto your voice
It was my choice
Walls are caving in
I'm nowhere to be found
I take a deep breath
And try to get out
I'm counting minutes
Only to abstain
From flipping out
And cracking this cage
These chains have got me
Thinking twice
These fears control me
All night
Oh Amy oh Amy
Get me out of this place I'm hanging
Onto your voice
It was my choice