Some days
I get a thrill
In my brains
Some days I'm trying to turn to my veins

See a face
Into the mirror
Reflecting
On the surface of fear

Because you know
I'm never better
Than that
Some days are worse
Than you can imagine

How am I supposed
To live with that?
On this train wreck is coming a random

Hey
What are you gonna do
When those walls
Are falling down
Falling down on you?

Hey
What are you gonna do
When those walls
Are falling down
Falling down on you?

You got warheads
Stacked in the kitchen
You treat distraction
Like an instant religion

The battlesticks snap
At the rhythm
You give your best
With the souls

You've been given
Cause you know
You're nothing
Special to them

Going someplace
You've already been
Trying to make sense
Of what

They call wisdom
And this riff-raff
Life ain't with them

Hey
What are you gonna do
When those walls
Are falling down
Falling down on you?

Hey
What are you gonna do
When those walls
Are falling down
Falling down on you?

You're wearing all
Of the years on your face
Turn a tombstone
You roll into place
And your heart

Only beats in a murmur
But your words ring out just
Like murder

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Writer(s): Paul Guiot, Paul Justin Francois Piot