seeing how it's too late now
i might as well
oh these white walls?
i'm sick of staring at them
sick of my burning insides
keep it so down deep
burn and bury that
some days come back again
so we put up walls (oh those walls)
what ever color they may be
seeing how it's too late now
i might as well
take away from the feel
and reel in those other beings
never sensitive to the feel
blind to it actually, yea
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