And My Walls Crumble DOwn
There's a break in my castle,
A breach in my world,
An intruder nearby,
And my walls crumble down.
There they are,
Stealing all my worth.
My dignity, my pride
And my walls crumble down.
They laugh in my face,
They spit in it too.
They mock my authority,
And my walls crumble down.
I am rendered useless.
Don't know what to do..
I have bigger problems now,
'Cuz my walls crumbled down.
I try to rebuild.
It just doesn't work.
They break in again.
And my walls crumble down.
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