And what are you to do
When you can't seem the get through
Life's got you down, down for the count
And I can't seem to see you
The fog in your mind
The smoke in your soul
The crack in the mirror
The blood on your hands
And what are you to do
When everything you knew
Was all a lie from you
And you never knew the truth
And life's got you down, down for the count
So build up your walls
Don't let them fall
No, don't let them fall
Cause if they do, they will see the real you
The fog in your mind
The smoke in your soul
The crack in the mirror
The blood on your hands
Now don't let them fall, don't let them fall, don't let them fall
Don't let them fall, don't let them fall, don't let them fall (x2)
Build up your walls, build up your walls, build up your walls
Now what are you to do
When you don't know the real you
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PoesíaPeople will lie to you and tell you that everything will be okay. They'll tell you some bullshit story of how they were a troubled young adult and how they grew out of it. The thing is, nothing is ever going to be 100% okay. But for most of us, the...
