Fiction Plane. Left Side Of The Brain. Cross The Line. Zeneszám

Giving in to lust
I'm gonna get sussed out now
breaking all the trust
I deserve to get cussed out now
the innocence is lost
how much does it cost now
yuor head is full of doubt
are you ganna kick me out now

how can everything go wrong at once
I've got enemies on every front
could I send a letter back home and make it better
oh I could kill inside this shell
if I thought no one would see me
when the gates are locked and the gun is cocked
I'd pay a fortune not to be me

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

you gotta make a move
there's nothing left to prove now
the worst is all true
nothing nothing you can do about it
everything's a lie
everything's a way out now
you think there's nothing good
no reason that you shouldn't shout now

how can everything go wrong at once
when you never thought bad of anyone
could I send a letter back home and make it better
precious light a jagged knife
a conduit for the evil
oh the guilty love the reckless stud
I have been so many of these

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

precious light a jagged knife
a conduit for the evil
oh the guilty love the reckless stud
I have been so many of these

oh I could kill inside this shell
if I thought no one would see me
when the gates are locked and the gun is cocked
I'd pay a fortune not to be me

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line
crossing the line

crossing the line
crossing the line