Walter The Producer – WALLBOY Lyrics

Walter The Producer WALLBOY Lyrics

Nothing can hurt me
These walls I built, they go for miles
The seal they make is far too guile, so

Nothing can hurt me
These gates I made are made of tile
All attempts would take a while

But yet you still try
And what kinda man am I
To let you still try
To let you still fantasize, but

Nothing can touch me
My yard is filled with barbs and wires
To keep away the cons and liars, so

Nothing can touch me
I built a house on sharpened knives
To keep your thoughts away from mine, but

Yet you still try
And what kinda man am I
To let you still try
To let you still fantasize

But if these walls were kinder
Without the barbs and wires
You would still be tired
By the way I’m tied up
And if these knives were shattered
And the blades were sealed tight
You would still be battered
By all the glass turned daggers
If these walls were kinder
Without the barbs and wires
You would still be tired
By the way I’m tied up
And if these knives were shattered
And the blades were sealed tight
You would still be battered
By all the glass turned daggers

I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you