Always on This Line
As the day turns to nightUnder these suburban skiesThink of all willing lies, of cutting tiesThe emptiness
At first light, first sightThe world seems like a miracleBut try to hold it in your handsAnd watch it get away, oh the ugliness of fate
When you're always on this lineWhen you're always on this lineYou could've crossed a million timesBut you're always on this line
Oh, put your hands up, claim your crime'Cause you never had the timeYou still get to work just fineWhen you're always on this line
But it's alright, it's okayWhen there's excuses in your wayYou can try, just make it upSettle down but don't look up
At first bite, first lieThe world seems like it serves you wellBut try to catch it in your handsTreating it like a slave of the emptiness you crave
When you're always on this lineWhen you're always on this lineYou could've crossed a million timesBut you're always on this line
Oh, put your hands upClaim your crime'Cause you never had the timeYou still get to work just fineWhen you're always on this line
Oh, it might be unkind of me to make you feel badOh, it might be a shame of me to treat you like thatWhen there's everything you've worked for in your lifeOn this line
When you're always on this lineWhen you're always on this lineYou could've crossed a million timesBut you're always on this line
Oh, put your hands upClaim your crime'Cause you never had the timeYou still get to work just fineWhen you're always on this line
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