When I was dead asleep
behind
Towering walls
They built a world outside
and I
missed the wake-up call
My stony breath crawled
to glory heavens be
there was a sea of sound
When I was dead asleep
behind
Towering walls
They built a world outside
and I
missed the wake-up call
When I break cripple legs
Through long winding streets
Fill me with suffering
And the people
Would see right through me
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