Too Many Walls by The Black and White Years Lyrics

Too many walls, halls, contents
Too many miles, smiles, nonsense
Too many dazed, crazed good friends
Too many in the way
Too many in the maze, still lost

Every one of them
Every one of them
Every one of them
Killed a little bit

"Don’t take your eyes off of his hands," the little voice said
And then the voice was gone
"Don’t take your eyes off of the ball, goddamn it!
You have to swing if you’ll ever hit it!"

There's too many lies, ties, contents
Too many ends, friends, nonsense
There's so many years, tears, contents
Too many afternoons
Too many, too soon, still lost
Every one of them
Every one of them
Every one of them shook a little
Took a little bit, still lost

Every one of them
Every one of them
Every one of them took a little bit
Took a little bit with them