Talk from Charlotte by The Missing Letters

As long as I’ve known I was born to resist
Patiently waiting to clip your problems to my wrist
Cries for help delayed by the dark of night
All in good time, the troops still have a reason to fight for you

I’ll lower my defenses when you call
Instead of trying to feel nothing at all
Can you tell me what's happening to talk
Time to tear down these crumbling walls

Spent my life trying to feel the days away
But it’s tough to do when all of your days are filled with pain
Got all the way to panic who told me that there’s no room for you here

I’ll lower my defenses when you call
Instead of trying to feel nothing at all
Can you tell me what's happening to talk
Time to tear down these crumbling walls

I’ll lower my defenses when you call
Instead of trying to feel nothing at all
Can you tell me what's happening to talk
Time to tear down these crumbling walls

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