Songtext von Fine Lines

Whispers are fading Replaced with apathy Such regression in progression Could we brave another hitch? Charades we're playing Nothing disturbs our sleep Chorus: Make, break the guidelines What kind of life is this? Break, rape the fine lines Is ignorance our bliss? Enticed by violence You cannot look away Can't afford to dig much deeper Sickened by each further bite Censored with meaning To keep the wolves at bay :Chorus Make the guidelines Rape the fine lines You're faking it Too numb to function Baited and hooked like prey :Chorus to end