My soul, you feel that stain
Dried up discussions without weight, yeah
It's that feeling, oh, that you will not have to destroy,
yeah
And it's that feeling, oh, that you will not have to ignore,
ignore
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty
My soul, you've been plagued
Is everything OK, boy, might let it go
And I cannot bear the shallow words they throw, yeah
It's that feeling, oh, that you will not have to employ, yeah
It's that feeling that you will not, it's gotta go, it's
gotta go
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty
No, the conversation, going nowhere
Transparent as fuck
Conversation must be over
Because all I see is mud, mud
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty, now
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty walls
Dirty, dirty