Broken Lines

Last stop Woodside, hide under the seats and ride
Back and forth through city-states and cityscapes until you find
Your way back home to the underside
Of all these universal unities that we provide
Our lives are under the microscope
Our rooms are frozen-over, cozy homes for when it snows
Check in with me when we reach that slope
Don't bring me mirrors, I know mirrors always come with smoke

Side to side I sway over broken lines
Ticked off like a dummy with a flashlight
"Sunshine's always coming at the wrong time dark in the day sky
Sunny in the night's light"
I remember you going crazy
Staring at the TV, screaming like a banshee
You said I'm never coming back baby
Don't try to save me I'm not worth anything

You said you were done
You took off to run
Tell me how far did that get you
It hasn't even begun
The worst is still to come
From where I'm standing I've seen a lot of things exploding
That's no way to have fun

Fucked up and we're not getting better
Fucked up and we're not getting better
Fucked up never getting any better
I'm fucked up, I don't wanna get better



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Daniels
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