Torn Between Lines
Give me a road to walk on...
Maybe now I won't sink in air...
Cause when I look up,
The world keeps getting taller...
...
Give me a bed to sleep on,
Where a demon isn't laying next to me...
Remedy...
Clarity...
Come speak to me...
I need therapy...
...
Every time I look at somebody,
I grow scared...
Scars forming from a fantasy...
Because I don't want to be wrong...
...
These eyes that I carry...
A late night swim they are...
I can't fathom the light,
When the shade is always behind me...
...
Is it weight that's breaking my shoulders?
Bone marrow wilting away...
Where the balance?
Where's the peace?
They keep flying away from me...
...
I've been taught to hold in solitude,
But my bucket gets too full sometimes...
I need to spill it out...
Let it burn on concrete...
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Freedom,
Oh, I need freedom...
Reign on top of me...
Like golden crowns...
...
Cause when I walk between lines,
I feel torn apart...
Yellow lines annexing my silhouette from the light...
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