Walls

(альбом: The Story Of Us - 2017)

I find it hard updating you where I've been
Just know I'm there, just know I'm there
All these credit cards judge me on what I spend
I sense you stare, I sense you stare

All jokes aside, don't tell me the way that I feel
'Til you're inside, you won't know what's lies and what's real
Or if there's something wrong
Assuming the things you hear 'bout me's a done deal
There's more to us than what we choose to reveal or what we don't

See, behind these walls, it's different
You judged off these minor glimpses
I'm still the same old kid you used to know
Behind these walls, you don't see
You make up your own stories
Still do the same old shit we did back home
Behind these walls, behind these walls

You find it strange you're not here, but I'm living anyways
Constantly complain it's not fair that I'm seeing better days
Last time I checked, you were throwing knives at me all around
Whispering words, but when I confronted you, there was not a sound

All jokes aside, don't tell me the way that I feel
'Til you're inside, you won't know what's lies and what's real
Or if there's something wrong
Assuming the things you hear 'bout me's a done deal
There's more to us than what we choose to reveal or what we don't

See, behind these walls, it's different
You judged off these minor glimpses
I'm still the same old kid you used to know
Behind these walls, you don't see
You make up your own stories
Still do the same old shit we did back home
Behind these walls, behind these walls
See, behind these walls, it's different
You judged off these minor glimpses
I'm still the same old kid you used to know
Behind these walls, you don't see
You make up your own stories
Still do the same old shit we did back home
Behind these walls