Technicolor

I'm sat here staring at the walls and
 I'm waiting for them to talk to me
 I lean against the back of my mind waiting for
 it to crumble in on me
 How long have I been here?
 What day is it now?
 So lost, disillusioned
 I can't find a way to get out, get out, get out
 This painted room seems to be running its colours down to the ground
 The floors dripping in technicolor
 While I stand here in black and white I'm
 searching for something to hold me upright
 How long until these pictures
 Are going to fade away from my view I'm
 waiting for my mind to run away with you
 How long have I been here?
 What day is it now?
 So lost, disillusioned
 I can't find a way to get out, get out, get out
 Everything spinning above me
 The floor is melting beneath me
 It starts to fall apart
 And I can't seem to find a way out
 I can't find a way out
 How long have I been here?
 What day is it now?
 So lost, disillusioned
 I can't find a way to get out, get out, get out
 How long have I been here?
 What day is it now?
 So lost, disillusioned
 I can't find a way to get out, get out, get out
 I can't find a way to get out