Listening to: switchfoot
Feeling: somber
Inside these four walls I'm fine.
I know my disease, I know the cure.
I even feel close enough to touch it.
But as soon as I leave, it's gone.
It slips away like a wave on the sand.
I don't even recognize it until I'm done.
Inside these four walls, I'm safe.
I know where I stand -
Broken and needy.
Inside these four walls, I only know one thing.
I need Him more than anything - He is my everything.
As long as I stay in these four walls, I'm fine.
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