Garret - So Cold

So cold here
cause if I could I know I would
Change the way I used to be
Wheres my choice I want to chose?
Let me out from this cold room
It all returns when I wake up
Brace the walls the doors are shut
Didnt have to be this way
Its too late, I have to stay (say Im sorry)
These white edges of life
Are too high to get to the field of roses
Sharp thorn here in my vein
The scent of roses gave me the sky
And the pricking made me lie
I lost myself, I lost control
I lost the chance to save my soul
It all returns when I wake up
Brace the walls the doors are shut