Tearing Down These Walls Songtext
von Joe Bailey

Hold your breath and close your swollen eyes
You′re debating the world, you're debating the world
Kill the monsters that construct your disguise
And stop hating the world, stop hating the world

So dodge the bullet from your own gun

You′re just a number, in a dying world
You're a useful machine, you're a useful machine
Don′t declare your lack of intellect
You are making a scene, you are making a scene

Play to your strengths if they are favourable

And I sit here waiting, for an exclusive breakthrough
And I sit here hating, more than anyone should ever hate
I am concentrating on a wretched, futile degenerate
It′s fruitless, and isolating, I might perish in this vessel


You've created dread, there′s no denying it
You've made your bed and now you lie in it
So tearing down these walls
Is a definitive assignment
You seared the faith and now you fry in it
You built the box and you will die in it
So tearing down these walls
Is an unlimited requirement

Hold your breath and close your swollen eyes
You′re debating the world, you're debating the world
Kill the monsters that construct your disguise
And stop hating the world, stop hating the world

Play to your strengths if they are favourable

You′ve created dread, there's no denying it
You've made your bed and now you lie in it
So tearing down these walls
Is a definitive assignment
You seared the faith and now you fry in it
You built the box and you will die in it
So tearing down these walls
Is an unlimited requirement