Queensryche - Breakdown

When the whirlwind of noise surrounds and get intense,
and when words can`t hide their anger or intent.
I feel it in my bones and in my head, can`t make sense of what is said.
Ready for the take down, headed for a breakdown.
Fear has me backed against these walls that I follow and pace.
Time moves in and out of phase of everything that I face.
I feel it in my bones they rattle and shake, can`t find a trace of what it takes to stop this take down.
Can`t stop this breakdown!
Welcome to my scene. A place that`s in-between where squares fit the round.
Some affectionately call it ... my breakdown....
When I feel the pressure mounting and my hands begin to clutch, I reach my limit of pain and I`ve had enough.
It feels good to pound on tables and chairs and feel the frenzy start to wear.
Breakdown this take down, gotta stop this breakdown.
Welcome to my scene. A place that`s in-between where squares fit the round.
It`ll never be, never be more than this. Never.