Testo These Walls Are Strange

Testo These Walls Are Strange

These walls are strange, they're the only thing you hate. And we're all innocent we say, and we'll spend out lives detained. And I wrote you a letter to the life that I knew straight from my pen to you and i'll go to the end of the earth tonight if I have to.
And I wish I could dig a hole to china, maybe i'd find freedom there. And maybe I'd break through the core and claw my way out. I can't find the land of the free on the map anywhere
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