Wall Songtext
von Bertolf

Who still gives a damn for my plans?
I′ll never be no popular brand
You turn, I tumble
I'm writing right to where you are
And I won′t know what to do with my time
But I won't trade my love for a lie
In all this turmoil
Cut my arms open on a wall

Do you even really know
'Bout this generation wall
On which I keep
Always writing in my sleep
Underneath this canopy
I′m wearing a rifle
I hide it up my sleeve
Yeah, I hide it up my sleeve


Stuck in the mud but I prayed for this rain
And I got nothing important to say
If I can′t move forward
I'll wrap my arms around the wall

All I need is following
But I chose the wrong door
I′ll write it in my heart
Underneath a brand new start
I won't fly a paper plane
I plan a reunion of when
I broke my wings
On the wall and other things

I won′t open a door for myself
'Cause I don′t wanna be anywhere else
You turn, I tumble
I've wrapped my arms around the wall
I've wrapped my arms around the wall