On The Line
Splinters in my fingers, soil in my eyes
I couldnt take the pressure, they buried me alive
They chewed me up, they fuckin spit me out
I'm laying in a casket, brain lights fading out
Gasping for air and clawing at the lid
I never could forgive you for what you fucking did
But if I make it out of this alive I swear I'll come for you
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
I couldnt take the pressure, they buried me alive
They chewed me up, they fuckin spit me out
I'm laying in a casket, brain lights fading out
Gasping for air and clawing at the lid
I never could forgive you for what you fucking did
But if I make it out of this alive I swear I'll come for you
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Placebo Headwound
Where does outer space end
it's sort of hard to imagine
is it real? Is it nothin, nothin?
Cause it's not so clear anymore to me...,
Why do birds always fly south
when sometimes its warm in yer headwound
is that nothin? Nothin?
Cause its not so clear anymore to me...
And if God hears all my questions
well how come there's never an answer?
Is it nothin, nothin?