I’ve called home to my four bare walls
Every thing that I’ve owned
It’s here in my four bare walls
It’s just me with my head
In my four bare walls
And all the things that I did
And you can write me off as the carpenter’s son
Who was afraid of life, so he decided to run to songs
But you better believe me boy, when I tell you I’m gone
Cause I’m gone, I’m gone
I told my lies to my four bare walls
Let my eyes slip from the prize in my four bare walls
But I’m made of more than my four bare walls
So Imo break them down
And you can write this down as a quote from the kid
See I’ve done those things I said I did
But before I’m done and my curtain falls
Imo break them down
My four bare walls
But life, it can be so hard
And you, you can get lost in your own walls
And I know that you think you’ve seen the world
But I know you’re blind
Cause your walls, all of your walls
They’re all in your own mind
I’ve called home to my four bare walls
Cause every little thing that I’ve owned was here in my four bare walls
It’s just me and my head
In my four bare walls
And all the things that I did
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