The Line


all truth forsaken
our rights denied
there’s nothing sacred
nobody reads between the lines

too tired
i’m running out of time
too tired
i’m living on the line

all senses blurring
i’m losing sight
my faith is burning
to keep on living is being blind

who suffers of course not all and our god above
am i the only? am i the only one?
the truth they say is an ugly bitch
abused as everyone pleases
so crumble the lowly,
for hunger of glory
tomorrow’s bleak, tomorrow’s black
no fuse will be left intact
no values redeeming
my whole life a dreaming
poverty’s hilarity it’s just a show for me
am i the only? am i the only one?