Four Walls 歌词

Where's the lesson God? You're tearing off the wings of all my unprotected dreams for nothing I'll keep holding on But I'm running out of nails over everything that's ever failed within me Stop the ageing soon Because I'm running out of time at the very point I need the clock behind me Alone in this room When nothing should be taking from the cleanness of the break I'm making It never falls in your hands You get a page of the big plan In a world that injects grey If you still keep your head straight In a world that protects bland Big noise from a small band Take the knives at the back door And fill the clubs to the four walls You'll fill the clubs to the four walls Here's the justice God I'm sifting through the words and re-arranging them in verse for someone I might be alone But I'm praying for the spark that might illuminate the dark for someone It never falls in your hands You get a page of the big plan In a world that injects grey If you still keep your head straight In a world that protects bland Big noise from a small band Take the knives at the back door And fill the clubs to the four walls Is it really worth it? You know it's worth the sacrifice of everything It doesn't come to us all You get a buzz when the track falls In a time that expects grace You can cry if you're first place In a world that protects fools From the day that you leave school You take the bribes at the back door And fill the clubs to the four walls It never falls in your hands You get a page of the big plan In a world that injects grey If you still keep your head straight In a world that protects bland Big noise from a small band Take the knives at the back door And fill the clubs to the four walls And fill the clubs to the four walls Is it really worth it? You know it's worth the sacrifice of everything