Listen
If you listen, you will hear
A reckless heartbeat
On the inside
Through the walls, this sound is crawling
Down the corridors and halls
It cracks the ceiling
The windows and the doors
Well, the rest won't listen, though the walls have ears
But they never really look, they just stand and stare
They're all standing
Staring at the walls
Who put the writing on the walls?
Will no one ever know?
Oh-oh, and I don't mind the walls
Tell me
Why don't you tell me?
Have you got nothing to say?
Tell me where in hell this place is
Tell me why I get no answers
Am I talking, taking to the walls?
So it's running, jumping, standing still
I think I've had enough of it all
Get your hands up
Up against the wall
Who put the writing on the walls?
Will no one ever know?
Oh-oh, and I don't mind the walls
Oh-oh, and I don't mind the walls
I don't mind the walls
(I'm never going back to the factory, the factory)
(I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
(I'm never going back to the factory, the factory)
(I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
(I'm never going back to the factory, the factory)
(I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
(I'm never going back to the factory, the factory)
(I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
Through the walls, this sound is crawling (I'm never going back to the factory, the factory)
Down the corridors and halls (I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
It cracks the ceiling (I'm never going back)
The windows and the doors (to the factory, the factory, I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
Well, the rest won't listen, though the walls have ears (I'm never going back to the factory, the factory)
But they never really look, they just stand and stare (I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
They're all standing (I'm never going back)
Staring at the walls (to the factory, the factory, I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
They're all standing (I'm never going back)
Staring at the walls (to the factory, the factory, I'll never be a part of the machinery, machinery)
They're all standing (I'm never going back)
Staring at the walls (to the factory, the factory, I'll never be a part of the machine-)
Who put the writing on the walls?
Will no one ever know?
Oh-oh, and I don't mind the walls
Oh-oh, and I don't mind the walls
I don't mind the walls
Who put the writing on the walls?
Who fights and runs away?
The minutes and the hours pass him
Tracing out the days
The days and nights drag into years
And no-one ever knows
Oh-oh, and I don't mind the walls
Oh-oh, and I don't mind the walls
I don't mind the walls
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