Build a wall from me
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Your words are mortar and limestone
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One wall's okay
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You're still easy to find
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Put up a second wall
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Corner yourself and hide
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I can come around
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meet you on the other side
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Tell me how
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how does it finally feel to be free
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Tell me how
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with those beautiful eyes you can't see
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put up a third wall
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and watch the ocean roll in
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I'm a note in a bottle
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The tide will wash me in
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Put up a final wall
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Lock me out of your life
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I'm coming over top
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I will scale, I will climb
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I will climb
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Tell me how
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how does it finally feel to be free
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Tell me how
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with those beautiful eyes you can't see
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I'm an ocean of will in a desert of truth
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Not one wall stands in front of me
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With both arms I reach out to you
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But you seal the top with stone
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lock me out for good
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all you've really done is locked yourself in
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You are buried alive
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Tell me how
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how does it finally feel to be free
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Tell me how
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with those beautiful eyes you can't see
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Build A Wall
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Art Of Dying |