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UNDERNEATH MY FEET

 

He's walking down the lane

Where God forbids to stay alive.

Is the death of my brain

Now his only life?

He says he was right.

 

Out of control,

I just couldn't get along

With that role:

Where the fuck did he belong?

He said I was wrong.

 

But I still see that line

Drawn underneath my feet

That makes us meet from time to time.

Yes I still see that line

Drawn underneath my feet

That makes us dream from time to time.

 

Now he's home;

No mom to tell him what to think.

And he writes a poem

About his leaking kitchen sink,

While his world is shrinking down.

 

Saturation:

Information you can't see.

Yesterday the show

Was as fun as it could be.

Grounded at 1G,

Now I'm drifting randomly.

 

But I still see that line

Drawn underneath my feet

That makes us meet from time to time.

Yes I still see that line

Drawn underneath my feet

That makes us dream from time to time.

Yes I still see that line

Drawn underneath my feet

That makes us dream from time to time.

 

...That makes us dream from time to time...

...That makes us meet from time to time...

 

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lyrics by Nic Gyalson

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