walls
the walls are all surrounding, what's behind the paint?, i put up all my hangings, but do they hide the stains?, all the pictures on the paper, never changed the way i look inside, i'm surfacing to the light, walls peeling around me, crumbling, falling, can't hold them up, walls peeling around me, we're standing so proudly, can't hold them up to your light, the truth is now likening, the rich to the beggars, a name is just a name, when you're powerless and pained, and shalom's far away, see, the mighty walls will tremble, with nothing left to keep this front alive, held up to the light, walls all crumble around me, tumbling, falling, can't hold them up, as hard as i try, walls, peeling around me, and you see through the proudest, and i can't hold them up to your light, held to the light
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