I sit at my table and wage war on myself
It seems like itīs all...itīs all for nothing
I know the barricades, and
I know the mortar in the wall breaks
I recognize the weapons, I used them well This is my mistake. Let me make it good
I raised the wall, and I will be the one to knock it down Iīve a rich understanding of my finest defenses
I proclaim that claims are left unstated,
I demand a rematch
I decree a stalemate
I divine my deeper motives
I recognize the weapons
Iīve practiced them well. I fitted them myself Itīs amazing what devices you can sympathize...empathize
This is my mistake. Let me make it good
I raised the walls, and I will be the one to knock it down Reach out for me and hold me tight. Hold that memory
Let my machine talk to me. Let my machine talk to me This is my world
And I am world leader pretend
This is my life
And this is my time
I have been given the freedom
To do as I see fit
Itīs high time Iīve razed the walls
That Iīve constructed Itīs amazing what devices you can sympathize...emapathize
This is my mistake. Let me make it good
I raised the walls, and I will be the one to knock it down You fill in the mortar. You fill in the harmony
You fill in the mortar. I raised the walls
And Iīm the only one
I will be the one to knock it down
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