Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Between The Lines, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Date of issue: 27.02.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Between The Lines |
| (What it tis it taint,&What it taint it tis |
| Its the theme of? |
| where we’re goin'?) |
| See the police man, notice the lonely man |
| How do you think he keeps his head on straight? |
| Can you feel his rhythm? |
| What do you think he visions |
| When he squints at the line from behind those shades |
| Feel the summer’s crest, overdressed |
| So much sweat, his skin begins to chafe |
| Its the surface wet the nervous mess |
| Overbearing and jaded from carrying the weight |
| Irritated and constipated |
| And its all cup of player hated, funnelin consolidated |
| Into the shell of one man with a gun |
| Riding that thin line between the program and the sun |
| And I don’t hate you, for tryin to relate to Wishin you could find a trap door to escape through |
| But if I see you as a threat to my seedling or my sibling |
| I’m dying to pull the plug on your machine |
| Chorus: Slug (2X) |
| And I just might just find somebody |
| And I just might just love somebody |
| And I just might just feel somebody |
| And I just might just kill somebody |
| Can you see her? |
| She spends her whole day in a theater |
| Livin her time in the life that she would prefer |
| &she stirs nothing, comes &goes she wishes |
| Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence |
| But if they only knew? |
| About the thoughts that she can’t seem to stop from comin through |
| Comin’across |
| At a loss for dialogue |
| Walkin through the fog |
| With her eyes closed &her mind gone |
| And now she lives in the films that she sees |
| And dreams that she kills us repeatedly |
| I’m impressed with the tolerance she brandishes |
| If it was me, I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousness |
| I’m waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy Waters |
| And slaughters sons &daughters and bloodies smothers in coffins |
| Lovely little case study castaway cutie |
| Masturbating in back of that matinee movie |
| And someday, oneday, when the credits roll |
| She’ll hold a pocket full of gunplay for the ignorant souls |
| Then we’ll know to what death awake touch the sleep |
| Make me walk the thin line between shallow and deep end |
| And I just might just find somebody |
| And I just might just love somebody |
| And I just might just feel somebody |
| And I just might just kill somebody (my body) |
| He used to write his rhymes and recite his lines all the time |
| Sometimes he’d make them up right off the top of his mind |
| After doin shows for years, gettin respect from peers |
| Killed the ego, lookin at these people like they’re weird |
| Road trips, truned to head trips |
| Became a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqutes |
| Optimism needs to feed off self-esteem |
| But it seems that he doesn’t see it or hasn’t felt a thing |
| Records sell well but still undergound |
| Travels town to town |
| Holdin hands with fans that love his sound |
| When it comes to roundance hope he can enjoy it Don’t slow down momentum, afraid he might destroy it When he stops to shake the hand, I doubt they understand |
| That he outstands only in the shadow of a man |
| Havin a hard time with life on a drumroll |
| Walkin that high-wire, passin it off is humble |
| But theres a thin line, between screams and smiles |
| Seen the miles, wishin he can go home &read to his child |
| But tonight’s the last day, put the butt in the ashtray |
| Locked the door and slit both wrists backstage |
| Onwards, forwards continuance renaissance |
| Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence |
| Onwards, forwards continuance renaissance |
| Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence |
| Onwards, forwards continuance renaissance |
| Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence |
| Nothing but love for the music and its offspring |
| Bouncin’off the boxsprings and tryin to make it to the crosses |
| I just might just… |
| I just might just… |
| I just might just…(fade out) |