Who are you anyways? I can count how many days you weren't here The walls were closing in on me, But I don't live in there, no more.
There's a place in my head That repeats what you said, That repeats what you said that day.
You're afraid the mistakes that you made Dug your grave But, baby, that's the price you pay.
So don't shut down This town ain't big enough for both of us, whoa. And now I've found You'll never get enough from me, So, baby, I'mma set you free, Yeah I'mma set you free.
Who are you anyways? I can count how many days you weren't here The walls were closing in on me, But I don't live in there, no more.
Who are you anyways? I can count how many days you weren't here The walls were closing in on me (closing in), But I don't live in there, no more.
I've been trying to relate to All the things that make you act The crazy ways you do. But that would take patience and headaches To make sense some the things You put me trough.
So don't shut down This town ain't big enough for both of us, whoa. And now I've found You'll never get enough from me. So, baby, I'mma set you free, Yeah, I'mma set you free.
Who are you anyways? I can count how many days you weren't here The walls were closing in on me, But I don't live in there, no more.
Who are you anyways? I can count how many days you weren't here The walls were closing in on me (closing in), But I don't live in there, no more.
All the pictures and the windows on the wall are closing in on me. I thought that you're supposed to learn from what went wrong In history. So you keep doing everything you can and never will get to me. I bet you remember the day you were better, As soon as we severed, and you were free.
All the pictures and the windows on the wall are closing in on me. I though that you're supposed to learn from what went wrong in history. So you keep doing everything you can and never will get to me. I bet you remember the day you were better, As soon as we severed, and you were free.
Who are you anyways? I can count how many days you weren't here The walls were closing in on me (closing in), But I don't live in there, no more.
Who are you anyways? I can count how many days you weren't here The walls were closing in on me (closing in), But I don't live in there, no more.
Compositores: Nathaniel Warren Seth Motte, Sean Michael Foreman ECAD: Obra #6990018