These Walls Paroles

for all of these strangers to see

And though I haven't shared
they know my story's quite the same
I've got so much shit to say but I've been hidin'

They say “Come back, it helps”
and I nod, though I know I can't leave

We say “Come back, it helps”
we know what happens when you leave

Im trying to reconcile my mind
for some things aren't sitting right
and I am wondering how the hell that I got here

We are sitting side by side
and I swear the room divides
these walls were built to set us free
we know what happens when we leave:
familiar faces on the streets,
grasping and the desire to be.
Well that's no way to be living free.
Oh that's no way to be free