
Produced by Ulysses Martinez & Wade Concienne
Mixed/Mastered by Wade Concienne
Written by Ulysses Martinez, Moises Lopez, Aaron Cruz
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Lyrics:
Woke up in daze in an unknown place
Got a feeling in my gut that it's something dire
Red on the walls in a closed space
So warm to the touch with a taste of iron
Smell of decay
Of a body slain
As I come into what has transpired
List of names in blood on a door
Of the victims that all fell before
Step right up to the madhouse
Here we play with no way out
Locked in a marathon
Until the break of dawn
And if I were to scream
Can anyone hear me
Somethings bestowed upon
A gift I wear upon
And if I were to scream
Can anyone hear me
Down in the hall from an inside call
Sits a lonely phone resting on a stall
Pressed to my ear with a shadow of fear
Comes a voice so dear with a remedy
Look to the left and please collect
And arm yourself with a bladed edge
Everyone's going so mad
Let em all loose till a Victor's had
Here we play with no way out
Welcome to the madhouse
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