Walz with the devil Crying out, son These walls gives me comfort, Comfort, cure, joy through thou If this continues i know That this is a fact of my own So. We are level, several times a day These walls gives me comfort, comfort, Cure joy through thou If this continues i know That this is a fact of my own Now if you could see all the beauty in here The lights and As the time went on, it became strange, especially on the weekends. She started to throw in small comments And there was a lot of weight and appearance fixation around me. So the first thing she did when we moved was that She would try to get me to lose weight Because she thought I was too big to be a normal nine-year-old. Well, I was neither thick nor narrow... A chubby child or something like that.