the weight of my words are like feathers from a bird
my mouth, it moves but you wont hear a thing
cause Ive dug myself deep,i managed to fit both my hands and feet
all my little white lies smell like a big old bucket of.. bleach

in one ear and out your other
so lock and key you wont open up for me

so brick by brick i am breaking through these walls
oh between you and me
im not giving up, im not giving up on us

Lyssna.. den är fin<3