Back Against the Wall

I hide behind the walls that I built Made from failure and pride And sorrow And guilt Just leave your name and number On the back of my wall And when I climb over I’ll give ‘ya a call See now’s not the time I’m not in the right place I’m not in my right mind I can’t find the right face And the baggage I carry Won’t get off my back And the troubles I married Bring panic attacks See when you’re losing it all You shut it all out You put up a wall And then break it all down It hurts when you fall Life can get too intense So I might tear down that wall And maybe put up a fence ~Billy Hitz~