Lautrec Lyrics

I can't breathe this stale air, the walls are closing in.
The lamp is burned out, I haven't slept in weeks.
Dressers decorate the walls, I hope they hold. the doors
Are off their hinges, I haven't been back since. theCastevet - Lautrec - http://motolyrics.com/castevet/lautrec-lyrics.html

Light peeks through the cracks, 53 days in this house.
Enclosing footsteps, destroying the doors, the sound is
Deafening. they're coming. and they keep coming in waves.