(Verse 1) This wall is not to hard to climb, I swear we can get over it. All we have to do is try. If not, then see I've got the knife I swear we'll
Verse 1: Experience is often earned By the way you choose to turn And chart it all in record by the shit You walk away from And it?s woven back against
only concrete and stores And pretty girls selling love I?m so sick of our lies its crazy girl We won?t see the sunrise its over Just down the street ? We are moving
