
Date of issue: 09.05.2019
Song language: English
Out of Line |
Caught up in changes, cut loose like gators |
Our eyes turn black when we talk about it |
Get back in line, slow down |
Are we so out of season, come about and face it |
We treat ourselves so blind for this |
We’re out of line, you know what it means |
Our rage is running free, it’s all within me |
But our lies ain’t courageous |
We’re bent down begging for favors |
It’s all cold |
Our lies are still turning cold |
Your touch is still burning red |
I know that you won’t stay if we talk about it |
And I don’t want you to go at all |
And I don’t want you to go at all |
Our lies taint it, though nothing changes |
It’s all basic |
We’ve got no time, we ain’t stainless |
It’s buried deep and it’s not meant to be |
So we’re stuck disguised so blind, are we? |
We’re out of line, you know what it means |
Our rage is running free, it’s all within me |
But our lies ain’t courageous |
We’re bent down, begging for favors |
It’s all cold |
Our lies are still turning cold |
Your touch is still burning red |
I know that you won’t stay if we talk about it |
And I don’t want you to go at all |
And I don’t want you to go at all |
It’s all cold |
Our lies are still turning cold |
Your touch is still burning red |
I know that you won’t stay if we talk about it |
And I don’t want you to go at all |
And I don’t want you to go at all |
And I don’t want you to go at all |