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Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Walls Of ConfinementBefore my eyes I see a wall, 12 000 miles high, and the same amount wide.
Within that wall are faces of people to whom I once could relate.
Now communicating seems hard, when there`s an ego barrier to break through.
Opinions of self opinions cloud a new horizon. The vision a mere illusion.
Biased in conclusion, trapped in seclusion, to the outside - exclusion.
When an attitude is so biased, what can you expect to change ?
Banging your head, but the wall`s not moving, it`s enclosing.
Burning so much energy. Enthusiasm burning. Is change the " real " obsession ?
Or with a sense of pretention, do you merely strive for credible attention ? ? ?
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