Are you listening?

We write a thousand pages

They're torn and on the floor

And i cant find the window

We're locked behind these doors

And wait you're never leaving

This place is part of us

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My hands seem to decieve me

When I'm nervous or when I'm heathy

The scenery's all drawn.

They hang here from the walls dear,

Painting pictures, bleeding colors,

Blanket the windows

Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe

Your eyes see right through me

These fights with your arms left beside

One thing and one more says goodnight

You've got the map come get to me

These knuckles break before they bleed

Tear out these veins that own my heart

This skin that wears your lasting marks

I've built these walls come get to me, come get to me

Is thisyour lesson, a slight discretion

The lines that keep you, the lines that sweep you

Lock the doors from inside

Your face is so contagious, it wears announcements

It leaves me breathless, I won't forget this, I won't forget

Let the walls have their say

This time the walls will have their say

(No) No conversation, (with) without remorse

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This place, these walls mean everything to me