Lyrics
These same four walls keep crashing down upon me
Just one more break and it will send us all downstream
These same straight lines pointing in all four directions
They waste no time leaving me lost intersections
Ohhhhh
These same old hands pushing me down toward depression
In strange old lands caught up in my own aggression
These strange new plans twirling around on my finger
Entangled words leaving a silence that lingers
Ohhhhh
These same four walls
Writer(s): Dana Christine Boule
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