He's east and I'm west

When we start to thought of it.
We feel there's only lies and fears within us.
There's only hate and tears.

Hate the way that our life turned out to be like that.
That we had to learned the hard way to shut our mouth and smile.
Thou we were stuck in the same old nightmare that we're falling and screaming.

If these walls behind me could talk to; I would have so much to say.
And the scars are gonna heal.