Holes in Walls


I'll never take it back

Don't speak to me like that

Hearing voices throughout my head

All my thoughts have already been said

I feel a push

I feel a rush 

Now the hole is getting larger

There's no point to barter


I've changed from blue to black

The force, it comes and goes

The anger, it breeds and grows

When will I hear from you again, 


Let's have no more violence


Patch the holes, they've come back


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