i sit at my table and wage war on myself it seems like it s all it s all for nothing i know the barricades and i know the mortar in the wall breaks i recognize the weapons i ve used them well this is my mistake let me make it good i raised the wall and i will be the one to knock it down i ve a rich understanding of my finest defenses i proclaim that claims are left unstated i demand a rematch i decree a stalemate i divine my deeper motives i recognize the weapons i ve practiced them well i fitted them myself it s amazing what devices you can sympathize this is my mistake let me make it good i raised the wall and i will be the one to knock it down reach out for me and hold me tight hold that memory let my machine talk to me let my machine talk to me this is my world and i am the world leader pretend this is my life and this is my time i have been given the freedom to do as i see fit it s high time i razed the walls that i ve constructed it s amazing what devices you can sympathize this is my mistake let me make it good i raised the wall and i will be the one to knock it down you fill in the mortar you fill in the harmony you fill in the mortar i raised the wall and i m the only one i will be the one to knock it down