These Four Walls
Have seen my Fear
Seen My Tears
Of who I meant to be
A man without a plan
But i need to escape
The world need me to leave
These four walls beg me to wait
We speak from our own history
So the fact i care of what you think
Is a mystery
Will i ever find myself
In a position
Where I
No Longer
Crave
Attention
These Four Walls
Seen my joy
Have seen my dreams
OF who i meant to be
I can it see it now
I'm no longer afraid
Picture perfect
Inside a broken frame
We speak from our own history
So the fact i care of what you think
Is a mystery
Will i ever find myself
In a position
Where I
No Longer
Crave
Attention
Four Walls Video (MV)
Performed By: Bryson White
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: WHITE, WOOD, David White, Jill Wood
Bryson White - Four Walls Lyrics
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These Four Walls
Have seen my Fear
Seen My Tears
Of who I meant to be
A man without a plan
But i need to escape
The world need me to leave
These four walls beg me to wait
We speak from our own history
So the fact i care of what you think
Is a mystery
Will i ever find myself
In a position
Where I
No Longer
Crave
Attention
These Four Walls
Seen my joy
Have seen my dreams
OF who i meant to be
I can it see it now
I'm no longer afraid
Picture perfect
Inside a broken frame
We speak from our own history
So the fact i care of what you think
Is a mystery
Will i ever find myself
In a position
Where I
No Longer
Crave
Attention
Have seen my Fear
Seen My Tears
Of who I meant to be
A man without a plan
But i need to escape
The world need me to leave
These four walls beg me to wait
We speak from our own history
So the fact i care of what you think
Is a mystery
Will i ever find myself
In a position
Where I
No Longer
Crave
Attention
These Four Walls
Seen my joy
Have seen my dreams
OF who i meant to be
I can it see it now
I'm no longer afraid
Picture perfect
Inside a broken frame
We speak from our own history
So the fact i care of what you think
Is a mystery
Will i ever find myself
In a position
Where I
No Longer
Crave
Attention
Writer: WHITE, WOOD, David White, Jill Wood
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.