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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~
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Billy Hitz
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