Lyrics White Walls - Kowloon Walled City

White Walls

You wear it like a prize
So many plates in the air
When the calls come down, your worry takes root
But you can’t say no
The white walls feel fine
Quietly let the stories grow to the ground
How’d you get so far, and how’d you get so far from home
White walls feel right
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One hand left, one cut to shreds
Stay seated, stay tense
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