The Walls

The fucking walls

They’re closing in

They Draw the lines

Around my mind

Did you see that?

Make it stop

The fucking walls

The fucking walls

 

The fucking walls

They keep us in

No one is free

You’re one of them

I hear the voice

Inside my head

The fucking walls

The fucking walls

 

We’re fucking lost

The dead walk

They know your name

And your address

They turn you cold

With Loneliness

The fucking walls

The fucking walls

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun