Walls - Beck

Some days

I get a thrill

In my brains

Some days?

See a face

Into the mirror

Reflecting

On the surface of fear

Because you know

I’m never better

Than that

Some days are worse

Than you can imagine

How’m I supposed

To live with that?

On this train???

Hey

What are you gonna do

When those walls

Are falling down

Falling down on you?

Hey

What are you gonna do

When those walls

Are falling down

Falling down on you?

You got warheads

Stacked in the kitchen

You treat distraction

Like an instant religion

The battlesticks snap

At the rhythm

You give your best

With the souls

You’ve been given

'Cause you know

You’re nothing

Special to them

Going someplace

You’ve already been

Trying to make sense

Of what

They call wisdom

And this riff-raff

Life ain’t with them

Hey

What are you gonna do

When those walls

Are falling down

Falling down on you?

Hey

What are you gonna do

When those walls

Are falling down

Falling down on you?

You’re wearing all

Of the years on your face

Turn a Tombstone?

place

And your heart

Only beats in a murmur

But your words ring out

Like murder