Do you see the lines we crossed?We pushed the lines...
Who pushed who?
It may not matter to you but it does to me..
I disappeared over the lines
Where will I go?
Oh you say if we go in hard no one will get hurt.
Now where did my friends go?
Did they push me over the lines?
Desperation is a tender trap..
It gets you every time..
Tender as a dove...
Oh where did my friends go?
Do I have a enemy by my side?
Am I here to only watch you go down?
Did i fall in the trap?
Or did you fall in the trap?
Either one some did fall in to the trap...
I don know if its fear or desire...
