Lyrics The Chair - Living Colour

The Chair

I am the role I play
Really …
I’m not who I am
Wake up…
Who am I …
What will be the plan
Everyday’s a.
No need to explain
I’m goin' through the door
I’ll be gone before the show
I’m trapped behind a door
A secret I ignore
… thing …
… anymore
Something…
Something you can’t see
A wound that will not bleed
…dumb and numb …
I’m goin' through the door
I’ll be gone before the show
I’d like to get away
… there is a chair