Lyrics

How Hard it is to Draw

I?ve been writing this new line lately. The ones before were just strait, predictable. The new one drew me a perfect family with kids so tall that they slowly choke on stars. And waking up to an old day?s morning, the father lies, ?It?s as good as anything.? The mother cries ?cause she knows he?s lying. They sob so sound but they?re in each other?s arms.

Run the line from the point and it wanders away. Solid marks sign it fine but it?ll never be saved. And I know that I?m losing control but I won?t. But I won?t.

I?ve been writing this new line lately. The boy holds love for the girl in flames. His eyes gone blind and his heart is melting. She smiles and waves ?cause it?s easier liquefied. A new page holds a girl?s screaming slumbers. Her dreams just: love lost, and pain and suffering. She wakes up clinging her face as tears dry. The world had never seemed so beautiful.

And it shows what it?s like and it?s too hard to take. Cut the line and distort for an easier wait. And I know that I?m losing control but I won?t. But I won?t.

But I won?t. But I won?t. But I did. I?m making everything the same. I?m making my line so long it fades.

Run the line from the point and it wanders away. Solid marks sign it fine but it?ll never be saved. And I know that I?m losing control but I won?t. But I won?t.