Inside a Wall
I'm inside a wall
Above the floor
It's got some width
But I want more
It's painted Dallas white
With Memphis trim
New Orleans holes
To let bugs in
And all I want
Is to be somewhere else
So pack your things
Like your collar and bells
We'll hit the road
In the morning at dawn
And by the evening, we'll be long gone...
All these years I've built
An empty shell
But if you ask
I'm doing well
I haven't been around
And just don't start
When you went out
You broke my heart
And all I want
Is to be someone else
So pack your things
Like your collar and bells
We'll hit the road
In the morning at dawn
And by the evening, we'll be long gone...
Autor(es): Cryptolog
