Walls
What do your walls look like?
The bad ideas - We make worlds we terrorize
Your eyes that look inside
What do you see that makes you scared to try?
What do your actions say?
The bad ideas - We make worlds that we betray
Your hopes that scream inside
What do you hear that makes you want to disappear?
(Disappear)
These walls were meant to protect
These walls - these sad walls
These walls were meant to protect
So I don't ask for anything ever again
Autor(es): Thomas Duerig
