Cloud Rat - Conveyor Belt Lyrics

Isolation the feeling of an ant mindset.
Too small, too small.
Isolation pretending to be someone I'm not.
If I would have known I would feel like this,
I wouldn't have hid or cared.
Isolation I won't leave this room.
I won't leave.
I sit in this multi-colored stall,
Conveyor belt, smoked furnace.
I'm chained to these words.
I'm chained to my mind.