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Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Walls of ConfinementBefore 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 could once relate
Now communication seems hard
When there`s an ego barrier to break through
Opinions of self opinion
Cloud a new horison
The vision a mere illusion
Blased in conclusion
Trapped in seclusion
To the outside - exclusion
When an attitude is so biassed
What can you expect to change?
Banging your head
But the walls are not moving
It`s enclosing
Burning so much energy
Enthusiasm burning
Is change the `real` obsession?
Or with a sense of pretention,
Do you merely strive for credible attention???
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