Crossing the Line

A nasal serving of acgonine
Crimson gushing and tight of mind
A higher power, fleeting energy
The answer lies on a dusted key

Crushing blocks and crossing lines
Watching blank with the eyes of the blind

Rushing bleak highways
Dashing through daybreaks
Pathetic mistakes
New urges awake

Chalked self reflection
Weak pale complexion
Ignore the voices
Retrace the choises

New day is rising
Real life despising
Numbness has faded
Sobriety is always hated

Crossing the line
Narcotic devine



Credits
Writer(s): Chuy Smit
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