Round these walls
(on Fifty flavours of glue CD)

G              C            D         C
round these walls there's a crazy feeling that 
there's nothing in the world that we can call our own 
sends our poor dark minds a-reeling that 
there's nothing in the world that we can call our own 

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah we wanna be 
known for who we are
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah we wanna be 
valued by the fully grown

you and i have this crazy feeling that 
there's nothing in the world that we can call our own 
just a pretty curtain  that we know's concealing that 
there's nothing in the world that we can call our own
 
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah we wanna be 
loved by you alone
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah we wanna be 
cared for till we're fully grown and
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah we wanna be 
loved by you and you alone

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