The Line

The Line - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club (黑色叛逆摩托車俱樂部)

I am the line I hold you near

There is no burden left to bear I can see clear

You're in suspension you know no love

There is no story left to tell

You have no wisdom to pass on

I am the soul of absolution

No man can hurt his own illusion

My hands are crippled from the pain

You are the splinter in my vein

You put your head between your hands and understand

Nothing it is

I feel the answers keep you scared

I've put the harm inside myself

I am the line I hold you near

There is no burden left to bear I can see clear

I am perfected I know no void

I have no conscience to keep clear

I understand there's nothing more

You try to kid yourself with questions

Pleading in time for some correction

I found you tied onto the cross

With judgement on your every thought

You know my words all mean the same

You've buried here to isolate

And in this prison in your mind

Well you were born without a spine

When did you stop caring

When did you stop caring

Where did you stop caring

Where did you stop caring