| Well I built these walls with brick and stone
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| I built them all around
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| I built these walls a long time ago
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| She ain’t gonna take 'em down
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| No, she ain’t gonna break 'em down
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| I built these walls with my two hands
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| I laid every single part
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| And behind these walls a coward stands
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| With an ego and a broken heart
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| An ego and a broken heart
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh, she comes around
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| Said if I don’t get lost
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| I won’t get found
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| Oh-oh-oh, and I turn it 'round
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| Said if I don’t go up
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| I won’t come down
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| I won’t come down
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| Well I built these walls around my chest
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| I built them thick and strong
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| Oh, and she can try her very best
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| But they’ve been here for too long
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| For long ago there was a girl
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| That stood there where she stands
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| And she reached right in and took my heart
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| And broke it in her hands
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| Oh, she broke it in her hands
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh, and I suppose
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| If there’s no rain clouds
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| Then nothing grows
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| Oh-oh-oh, but this I know
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| If I don’t get high
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| I won’t get low
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| Oh-oh-oh, and I find her strange
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| She wants to climb up
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| Where she could fall
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| Oh-oh-oh, she said if I don’t change
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| Then I’ll live and die
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| Behind these walls
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| Behind these walls
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| Behind these walls |