| I’ve got this feeling from the walls
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| They shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls
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| They’ve been turning me out
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| We turn in circles, then the walls redirect me
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| I’ve found my calling from the walls
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| They’ve been calling me out
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| I’ve earned expressions from the walls
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| Stare blankly
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| Oh, I’ve been talking to the walls
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| They’ve been turning me out
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| I turned around and then these walls closed inside me
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| I’ve found my calling from the walls
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| You’ve been calling me out
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| But I got lost
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| In the words left inside my head
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| Well, I got lost
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| In the things I should have said
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| Second verse, same as the curse
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| Just burning and burning and burning and burning
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| 'Til we both got burnt
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| I help the outlook sell the new fools decisive time
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| So, I stay inside
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| Then I got lost
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| In the words left inside my head
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| Well, I got lost
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| In the things I should have said
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| Thinking of what to say
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| Is a night apart enough time to make us brave?
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| We’re gonna cough it up
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| The lives of both of us
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| Are we adult enough?
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| When we get lost
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| In the words left inside our heads
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| When we get lost
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| In the things we should have said
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| I’m thinking of what to say
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| Is a night apart enough time to make us brave?
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they shift me
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| I’ve got this feeling from the walls, they’ve been shifting me up |