10 acessos
These walls are icy cold to the touch
They are keeping their ears close
They're invading my fears oh no
It may not seem so
But these walls are paper thin
So i must shut my trap or
They will come back for more
Its not up to you
This is my choice
I'll choose what i'll do
Whoa
Its all up to me
A girl's gotta do
What a girl's gotta do
Whoa
These walls are strong and unbreakable
They are made out of diamonds
We are made out of silence
It may not seem so
But its tearing us apart
So i must break down these walls or
They will stay there forever more
These rules were meant to be broken
Empty promises were made, like bubbles