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Into this room
I peered right on through
From cracks peeling paint off the walls
Still strings strumming
Interrupting my train of thought
Taking me somewhere else for a change
But here I go again
Iâm tired, but Iâm driven
To feed my closing eyes
Before this song has ended
Inside these walls
There was a table set for two
And a silence to be heard all across the room
Still strings strumming
Interrupting my train of thought
Picking me back up for a moment or two
Weâre built to be broke down in silence
Cars lining up on the side of the road
Watching from my hole in the wall
This place seems so small
Well here I go again
Iâm tired, but Iâm driven
To feed my closing eyes
Before this song is ended
Stuck in myself seeing someone else
Iâve got no one to blame
But this fresh coat of paint (in my way)
Lying me down without a sight or sound
Weâre built to be broke down in silence
(Weâre built to be broke down in silence)