The walls on the left The walls on the right The walls behid my back The walls in front of my eyes Why am I here?
Please, let me see the world across the horizon Wandering in every dream and reality Finding the hidden treasures Trying to be thankful of success But, falling in love with the failure at the same time Then, why don’t we break the walls?
You always know how to break my heart Even when it was still a plan in your mind I can read it Like I read a book
Sometimes, I wish it were winter in my homeland Cause I would bury the heartbreak under the snow avalanche or I could let it go and freezed by the cold air
I can’t stop you from breaking my heart But, I always have thousand ways to heal You might think that I haven’t done with these old wounds There’s a thing that I never tell you about This feeling was an old sin that had to be massacred through the genocide
I often imagine myself as a songwriter who writes thousand songs about you and our memories in the past But, I think it’d be hard because everytime I move my pen to write my lyrics everytime I rhyme a line of notes as the intro I feel like imprisoned by fears because there’s no word or note come into my head
I often imagine myself as a singer who sings thousand songs about you and our memories in the past But, I think it’d be hard because everytime I try to hit the high note everytime I enter the chorus I feel like you strangle my neck because the lyrics I want to sing got stuck in my throat and I can’t finish my singing till the end
You complained to me about an old song that plays too many times on the radio that you’ve heard this morning You decided to change to another frequency But, you still could hear it closed to your ears Because you’re the one who played the song too many times in your head without you realized maybe.