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On and On

from These Walls by The Creeps

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Are these prison walls? Because this sure ain't my home.
On the ground I see the soldiers on the streets below.

Are we getting by? Sure, I guess we're getting by.
But are we getting...

On the rooftop of the building one over,
I see the gleam of a service revolver.

So are we getting by? Sure I guess we're getting by.
But are we getting

On and on and on and on
I know these dreams I have every night are just wrong
But with my head full and my feet still, all I fucking feel is regret.

On and on and on and on
They try to keep us sedate, unresponsive and calm.
But with these thought-crimes I've been thinking - they leave the dullest fucking ache in my head.

Are we getting by? Sure I guess we're getting.
Wish I could leave it behind because I just can't fit in.

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from These Walls, released January 31, 2009

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