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Walls Of Confinement -Napalm Death
Before my eyes I see a wall,
12 000 miles high,
And the same amount wide.
Within that wall are faces of people
To whom I once could relate.
Now communicating seems hard,
When theres an ego barrier to break through.
Opinions of self opinion cloud a new horizon.
The vision a mere illusion.
Biased in conclusion, trapped in seclusion,
To the outside -exclusion.
When an attitude is so biased,
What can you expect to change
Banging your head,
But the walls not moving,
Its enclosing.
Burning so much energy.
Enthusiasm burning.
Is change the ´real ªobsession ?
Or with a sense of pretention,
Do you merely strive for credible attention