Behind These Walls - MEYTAL

Broken knives deep in my side, they’re out of reach

Maybe all these lessons learned, I’m meant to teach

I might ignore it, I might deny

Every thing I’ll ever need is behind the door

Every word I can’t express, I’ve said before

'Cause I may never breathe again

The air is running out

My mind is caving in

For the rest of my days I’ll live

Behind these walls

Hate and virtue left alone, will overcast

Even when I find the front, I end up last

I’m out of effort, I can’t deny

And if I told you all the truth, you’d turn away

Standing still afraid to move, I’m out of place

'Cause I May never breathe again

The air is running out…