A voice in the wall by Raymareme Lyrics

Walls never keep quiet, if you listen closely
You will hear them speak when you are not listening.
These walls know more than we can ever imagine.

I hear them speak when I think I am not listening,
They say they know I know who I am
But what I am they know better.

They have watched when I transcended
Into holy lands in ganja smokes and
Have seen me get defined in many a females thighs.

They have seen how I gave in to this tempting golden grave
That had lain open with my dreams in its depth.
These walls say a prayer with me
Whenever I go down on my knees in plea for guidance.
They pray that I open my ears more often
So as to hear them speak.

They have secrete conversations with my soul
When I lay in rest at night.
They by-pass my logic and my not-so-common common sense
When they go over the mental diary in my head.
I swear I have seen them paint portraits of my memories,
I have seen them paint my bleeding heart on walls of stone
And felt the coldness within the ribs.

These walls know how to play dead very well.