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Yeah, so if the mind is a metropolis, how high is the wall? And do you feed it semi-truths to make it grow big and tall? Are you intendin' on pretendin' what you feel is the law? I guess my question is if this is about this or much more So are the walls to block the world out, dude, is that what they're for? 'Cause self-imposing isolation is a terrible call Seems like this meeting's real subject is the state of the war I'm not the adversary architect designing the fall But I'm so sorry that I hurt you Worst of all, you think I mean to I'm so sorry that I hurt you Worst of all, you think I mean to Well, I can't really say I'm following the thread of respect You do not know me if you think I'd try to wound you like that Maybe it's time to draw a line between advice and attack But when our boundaries don't align, how could we know where we're at? 'Cause there were times where I was made to reperceive how I act Moments that make me check bad habits and I'm thankful for that I need to help you do the same like only close friends can And if you're feelin' lonely, homie, know I'm here for you, man But I'm so sorry that I hurt you Worst of all, you think I mean to I'm so sorry that I hurt you Worst of all, you think I mean to It's like you make yourself mad To see how I might react It's like you make yourself mad To see how I might react It's like you make yourself mad To see how I might react It's like you make yourself mad To see how I might react
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