The lines you cross haven’t blurred
That paint ain’t chipping
When your words melt away
You ain’t got much to say
I been thinking bout it everyday
And my only regret is giving an inch when I knew damn well you would shackle me
If you got shots
Gon and Send me up
They always talk when the cameras on
When your all alone you don’t really wanna know what you really know what’s truly in your soul
And that crutch you lean on broke
It’s all fun and games until the rubber breaks and then bam
Beautiful accident
Insane shunter
Won’t you run away from my blood drenched rusty chains
Wearing thin
A trestle rotting
Your foundation shotty
Your foul nature’s shocking
Twists and turns
Bursting in every which way
That bluff won’t get called
Must be something in the water
A shark can’t swim backwards
A parked track
Tore through a wisp
Horrid dubious
Your a sword to a clip
Blazing guns
Goodness gracious
Lay down your reason
Soon
Soon you will see
The truth
The truth will be set you free
The radio is talking backwards in tongues
That rapture won’t come
Jesus strapped with a gun
That paint ain’t chipping
When your words melt away
You ain’t got much to say
I been thinking bout it everyday
And my only regret is giving an inch when I knew damn well you would shackle me
If you got shots
Gon and Send me up
They always talk when the cameras on
When your all alone you don’t really wanna know what you really know what’s truly in your soul
And that crutch you lean on broke
It’s all fun and games until the rubber breaks and then bam
Beautiful accident
Insane shunter
Won’t you run away from my blood drenched rusty chains
Wearing thin
A trestle rotting
Your foundation shotty
Your foul nature’s shocking
Twists and turns
Bursting in every which way
That bluff won’t get called
Must be something in the water
A shark can’t swim backwards
A parked track
Tore through a wisp
Horrid dubious
Your a sword to a clip
Blazing guns
Goodness gracious
Lay down your reason
Soon
Soon you will see
The truth
The truth will be set you free
The radio is talking backwards in tongues
That rapture won’t come
Jesus strapped with a gun
( Muze Sikk )
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