My head's against this white wall that is no longer white
It's been dirtied and stained, just like my own ****** life
And on it I see the cracks
Of the trauma from the past
Wonder if the ones who did it would have the nerve to say
Why they even tried, these scars can never fade away
If you've been listening and have any sense at all
You could probably tell that I'm not talking 'bout the wall
But I'll just let it all play out and watch the whole thing fall
I'm sick of living like this, I'm sick of being forced to crawl