Ezra Testo

Walls surround me but they will not crumble
It's not what I have in mind
Tension rising from the inside outward
Claiming its victims too

Sentences disappear into fragments left unaware

I see through your mindless haze
I hear everything you say
I make no exceptions for my discontent I'm alone under the firmament and I don't believe

Walls surround you and they soon will crumble
Down and around your feet
All too often the tides turn quickly
Leaving your stranded by
All alone inside

I see through your mindless haze
I hear everything you say
I make no exceptions for my discontent
I'm alone under the firmament and I don't believe you