held captive, I'm a prisoner, in the back room where the water leaks and I'm oh so cold, command me on what to do, but we both know neither you or I are in control, there's nothing left for me here, I'm grabbing on to what's left of this hole, it's all too real this can't be happening, never again, ever again will I say I'm ok, I'm scared of the fate that will become mine, no time to talk, no time to talk, you know the drill, under my desk this can't be it, I'm only dreaming, I've gotta be dreaming, but I can't get up, no time to talk, not this time, this is my place, this is where I arrange.