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There's a very old expression |
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Called, talking to the wall |
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And it means you get no answers |
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Just stone silence |
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But walls have ears |
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And you can hear me |
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When I call |
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I can feel it |
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Feel it in my bones |
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You really mean it |
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It is not a hoax |
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Sham bam |
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Thank you ma'am |
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Not for you |
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You're bona fide, ah |
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You don't come on |
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In a Trojan horse |
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No hidden wires |
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To make me fall |
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What I see |
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Is what I get |
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Straight and true |
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My solid wall |
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You keep my chin up |
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Stabilize my highs and lows |
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You're extra special |
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Nothing superficial |
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You see right through me |
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Rust cracks, warts and all |
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Nothing changes |
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I'm the last word in what you want |
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You're as solid |
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As a wall |
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And I can |
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Lean against you |
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I can tell you |
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All my troubles |
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And I know |
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You'll hear me |
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Walls have ears |
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You can hear me |
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When I call |
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Talking to the wall |
