Texty: 16 Frames. Where It Ends. These Four Walls.

These four walls are all I have today
I never thought that someone has to pay
And I tell myself
That I won't look back
Then I turn around when I hear you ask
Is it really me that can't go on anyway

These four walls
The only thing to stay
I never tried
To work it out this way
But I built them up with my own two hands
Take a closer look and you'll understand
That these four walls are all that I've ever made

I built them up
With my own two hands
Take a closer look
And you'll understand
I built them up
With my own two hands
Take a closer look
And you'll understand
I built them up
With my own two hands
Take a closer look
And you'll understand

That these four walls are all that I've ever made

That these four walls are all that I've ever made

These four walls, it's the last thing I'll ever make

(Thanks to Joon for these lyrics)