lines

can i have, what you so easily took from me?
nothings better, its like hope is a fantasy
as hard as i try
i'm always gonna lie here
staring up at the sky hoping theres a heaven
only in death will i find
the hopes of another side
to not believe is to sin
my belief is paper thin
give me some reason
interrogative lifestyles
running downhill searching for a light
at the end of a tunnel
i say, "its gonna get better"
u say, "its only getting worse"
beauty's in the eye of the beholder
and this disaster's in my eyes
so peaceful lying there, the wind blowing through your hair
i cant look away, it doesnt feel the same
it'll never feel the same
i've lost the game
erase the lines in the flesh
you always knew how to put down my best
efforts at making you happy
thats only if i ever made you happy
stop, rewind, lets hear that line in slow motion
it hurt too much it missed my ear drums
and struck my chest
with an overwellming hit
i was dead on contact
yeah dead on contact