Psalms 가사

Is our future gray as the slabs on our drives Are fortune and fate hidden between our thin lines Been finding a place on this earth Behind the tasteless old metal blinds The hand me downs, lack of work Feeling enslaved to some dotted line We're tongue tied Tangled enraged, the sign of the times And our palms Just read like a page from a novel gone wrong They're spinning a yarn The lines on our palms Please tell me they're wrong They'll only cause harm The lines on our palms They're spinning a yarn And twisting my arm The lines on our palms Palms We're tongue tangled and Enraged, dotted lines The signs of the times Just read like a page from a novel gone wrong They're spinning a yarn And twisting my arm The lines on our palms Please tell me they're wrong They'll only cause harm The lines on our palms They're spinning a yarn And twisting my arm The lines on our palms Before you were gone But nothing is set in stone There's no one to pay if it's luck Time but nothing more Signs, the lines on our palms If our future's gray as the slabs on our drives By now you'd say We shouldn't read the lines on our palms