UnderOath. Define the Great Line (CD & DVD). There Could Be Nothing After This. Zeneszám

In the end we tend to think of how it began
I could never explain the picture it painted
And how it made me feel

Now we see this emotion
The light centered and overlooked
You want to see me disappear
Well, so do I, well, so do I

Such a quiet evaporation

We're nothing but hollow vessels
In search of what makes us alive
I never said this was my revolution
When you looked me in the eye

Oh, how I've walked this white line
So many times before
What a feeble attempt
Just to feel alive

This is for you and all your hopeless case
You never would, you never would
Leave me in your wish to fail every time
Every time I try

So talk about, talk about it
At least it makes you feel something
Inside

Who have I become
Who have I become

Oh God, everything, everything
All around me is crumbling at my feet
Everything, everything
All around me is crumbling at my feet

I stare, so delicate and ashamed
At the shell I've shed myself from
I stare, so delicate and ashamed

In the eyes, in the eyes of my ghost
In the eyes, in the eyes of my ghost

Well, I would never love me
Well, I would never
Will I ever love me
Well, I can't