Cement, mortar and bricks my favourite materials Brick by crick I'm Slowly building up my walls Higher And higher, I can barely see over now Hammer and chisel, so I can get some light
Maybe someone can peer in through my pinhole Maybe someone can see through my window
And see this body trapped behind these walls I don't want you to see the whole picture Just a corner maybe the wood of the frame A syllable- a letter of my signature
I don't want you to know my canvas I don't want you to know my canvas
Every other weekend I tempt myself with a ladder I think about climbing over, rung by rung And being naked... I question every step rung by rung
Then I climb back down cause I got a glimpse A scent, a sound and my eyes burn The smell makes me oh so nauseous The pop noises leave my ears ringing It left me ringing It left me ringingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
