We go left, we go right, but we always end up in the middle
So tell me what’s the use in fighting anymore
The fear behind the thought keeps the wall intact
It cannot be broken with force, look at your head
Can you not see the blood gushing, that this method is dead
You know better than this, so why keep playing these tricks
Use compassionate healing to dissolve the bricks
Let it all just fade away, so you can face a brighter day
Face it today
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