Lines Of The Edge lyrics

Like a lighthouse In the calm of desolation Trying to awake In this circle of confusion We´re running like mice in a maze We're prisoners like a lion in a cage How can you spit in a hand that always feeds you? How can you deny someone that helps you? Lines of the edge The thin line between pleasure and pain Lines of the edge Never really knowing anyone What's left behind Serve to make us whole Full of no answers Depression, decay How can you spit in a hand that always feeds you? How can you deny someone that helps you? Lines of the edge The thin line between pleasure and pain Lines of the edge Never really knowing anyone Surreal paradox From love to hate From belief to skeptic From religious to atheist