Stand by the walls here. Walls, that will lead us to nowhere. Stand by the walls here. May they hold up when I don’t. The deceptive and the lost, that end up taking you. Where I spent my time fucking up everyday. Now that Nelson’s just a memory how could we change a thing. In the bricks we learnt to love. Not a turn and key, that made our home or made us leave. I’m finding out the past is better off dead. Never thinking of what at stake when you’re fighting not to leave. Still miss that place, everyday. Stand by the walls here. Sent by the wolves.