Blackened Crisis

I am closed minded (You're welcome to see)
 I am still frightened (Red down on my knees)
 I've closed kill a red wren
 I've killed close red wren
 And it's the same old fight
 And I will win, win
 Cause you are not to tell, well, well
 Open my cell, when, when?
 Cause you have crossed the line
 Live with me every time and I'm still sinking
 Well I learning well
 You are not the blackened crisis
 Holding out this side of me isn't to fail
 I am show and tell
 You are not the painted liar
 I am just a syndicate I've been too well
 I am closed minded, you're welcome to see
 I am still frightened, red down on my knees
 I've closed kill a red wren
 I've killed close red wren
 And it's the same old fight
 I have chosen well
 You are not the blackened crisis
 Holding out this side of me isn't to fail
 I am show and tell
 You are not the painted liar
 I am just a syndicate I've been too well
 I am sinking shell
 Holding out the last thought I had
 I'm afraid to breathe
 I am learning well
 You are not the blackened crisis
 I'm afraid to breathe
 I want someone else's fingers to beed
 And then so slowly sing with red teeth
 I'm off my chair again times ten up times ten
 Holding out my fingertips
 Fuck, fuck, find my seat too wet times ten, times ten
 Holding out my fingertips
 It's just a sight for me
 In my canopy bed
 Open my cell
 I am learning well
 You are not to tell