Demons, demons dragging you down, Clawing and tearing apart. Fire, Fire and brimstone relentlessly, Burns your sense away. I can see through the black of your eyes, Exceeding the fat line. False ecstacy refuse to realise no redos, no rewind. Don't you see? No matter how many times I've said this you change nothing! Your pathetic excuses make me vomit. I've seen what's happening and now this has to stop! Cross…. The fat line! I can see through the black of your eyes! Stop clinging to the chest and break off the silly strings. You're losing to yourself instead of ingesting your medicine. Embrace the fear of loss with open arms, not paws. Truth sets you free through you, not me. Take sight while you still have an eye open. I can see so plainly you’ve lost your innocence. You've grown cold, heart so cold you’re nearly hypothermic. Merely dressing warm won't stop you from trembling. Winter is here and still you choose to… Cross…. The fat line! I can see through the black of your eyes! You're so sick. Demons, demons dragging you down, Clawing and tearing apart. Demons, demons inside your chest. I’m on the outside wishing you the best. Cross…. The fat line! And don't you cross the fat line! Don't you cross the fat line!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
