More songs by Maddie Ashman
Description
Producer: Maddie Ashman
Producer: Gus White
Lyrics and translation
Original
Faces cracked and hands that hold too tight.
Jaded, acquainted, I've an aching, a feeling it'll never feel changing. 'Cause what if I don't like her at all?
Walls I call my own. These walls are all
I've ever known.
I'm afraid to let them go.
These walls I call my own.
These walls are all I've ever known.
I'm afraid to let them go.
Never crying, disappointing when I try.
Cold as, strong as stone, I stay like this, I can't get hurt.
You look unwell, my dear.
You're missing out.
These walls I call my own.
These walls are all I've ever known.
I'm afraid to let them go.
English translation
Faces cracked and hands that hold too tight.
Jaded, acquainted, I've an aching, a feeling it'll never feel changing. 'Cause what if I don't like her at all?
Walls I call my own. These walls are all
I've ever known.
I'm afraid to let them go.
These walls I call my own.
These walls are all I've ever known.
I'm afraid to let them go.
Never crying, disappointing when I try.
Cold as, strong as stone, I stay like this, I can't get hurt.
You look unwell, my dear.
You're missing out.
These walls I call my own.
These walls are all I've ever known.
I'm afraid to let them go.