Final Facility Hope

(ahhhh) White walls and sterile halls

Watching seasons change through glass

But the cold won't leave my bones

I just hope this time's the last

I hope this is my last facility

I want to find a quiet place to breathe

No more beeping screens or locked-up doors (hmmmmm)

Packed my things in cardboard box

Sign the papers, turn the key

Let me step

into the sun

Let me finally be free

My last facility... (oh please) Let me walk away...