Lyrics Bastille – Four Walls (The Ballad Of Perry Smith)

These four walls to keep you
One floor to sleep upon and only
These four walls to keep you
These four walls contain you

And now we’re faced with two wrongs
Now we’re faced with two wrongs
I don’t know, oh, I don’t know
Now we’re faced with two wrongs
Now we’re faced with two wrongs
I don’t know, oh, I don’t know

We could be born to anything and now, and now
What you have done is terrible
And now you, and now you
Now you carry it with you
You carry it with you
You carry it with you

These four walls will keep you
Until you face the rope
You’ve only these four walls before they,
in cold blood, hang you up

And now we’re faced with two wrongs
Now we’re faced with two wrongs
I don’t know, oh, I don’t know
Now we’re faced with two wrongs
Now we’re faced with two wrongs
I don’t know, oh, I don’t know

We could be born to anything and now, and now

There’s no view from here,
no view from here, no view from here
All you see’s the sky
Clouds passing by, clouds passing by

We could be born to anything and now, and now
What you have done is terrible
And now, and now
Now you carry it with you
You carry it with you
You carry it with you
Now you carry it with you
You carry it with you
You carry it with you

Now you carry it with you
You carry it with you
You carry it with you

This is a collect call from Kansas State Penitentiary:
«Being brought up one way and trying to see another way is very difficult»