| I’m so bored out of my head
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| Well, they haven’t heard a single word that I said
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| The music’s loud and I’m feeling wound
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| Drinking down my sorrows, yeah, I might as well drown
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| Everything I do is wrong, that’s what they tell me
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| Everything I say is wrong, I’ll lock it inside
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| Everything I feel is wrong, well, how can they know that
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| The three ways I see it: right, the wrong, and then mine
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| Tear down the walls
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| Tear down the walls
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| Brick by brick, gotta get my last kicks
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| Gonna tear down the walls
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| I don’t need you coming down on me
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| Don’t need you telling me what I need
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| Learn your lesson, screaming thru the halls
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| No suppressions gonna reason at all
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| Gotta face another day under restrictions
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| Gotta face another year in this prison cell
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| Gotta face a mother’s fear, father’s conditions
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| I’ve had enough of buying what you sell
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| Tear down the walls
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| Tear down the walls
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| Brick by brick, gotta get my last kicks
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| Gotta tear down the walls
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| You better face it
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| 'Cause we’re the strong
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| Now I can taste it
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| It’s you that’s wrong
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| Tear down the walls
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| Tear down the walls
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| Brick by brick, gotta get my last kicks
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| Gotta tear down the walls
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| Tear down the walls
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| (Gonna get my last kicks)
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| Tear down the walls
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| (Like a-running my…)
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| Brick by brick, gotta get my last kicks
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| Gonna tear down the walls |