Текст песни Internal Conflict - The Line
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Plastic paper trails and payment, flying off the rails burning through it all to keep warm, hammering the nails this damned life, planting you down to the floor where you land graves of trees, cracks in the pavement, now watch where you stand don't miss out don't miss out, sale of the century - oh it won't last No, space to grow - no place I know Step free from the line that you walk step out of the world that you know breaking the cycles and chains, it's not who we're meant to be step free from the line that you walk step out of the world that you know a trip to the other side, is this how the others live? step free from the line can't see the wood for the forest - you wont live Trashed, packed down and buried, boxed into your own landfill existence no rest for the low life sold out, where did they go? now when are the doors closing and cleansing the air, hold your tongue walking along lets them know that you're there. don't miss out don't miss out sale of the century - oh it won't last No, space to grow - no, place I know Step free from the line that you walk step out of the world that you know breaking the cycles and chains, it's not who we're meant to be step free from the line that you walk step out of the world that you know a trip to the other side, is this how the others live? step free from the line can't see the wood for the forest - you wont live With hope in my heart, dreams in my fist praying to those that I know don't exist believing the voices , that tell me I'm wrong damning them all, because it is now time to be free Stepping away from the line With hope in my heart, and dreams in my fist taking each day like a line from a list reading my story like a tragedy holding on tight while we find our own way to be free Stepping away from the line No, space to grow it's been too long Suffering through all the silence I've wrought this changes the day start anew, plant the seeds of a change this won't be the same |
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