My Own Line
Hear you call me by name
But I can't make what you say
I think you want me to change
I'm too lost in my ways
Wish you left me to sleep
Now I wander awake
I miss the bliss of my dreams
Without the sound of my chains
Fed lines from the wall, I was playing the part
Red eyes in the dawn of LA, End of March
Thought I'd never look back
But you better believe
When I was under attack
And they were watching me bleed
I got away from the scene
It wasn't part of the dream
I think I had to try just to find my way
I get high, Hoping I'll ignite my pain
I get by, I don't got my mind on hate
I don't really got the time to waste
You're so blind, I kinda find that strange
The sunshine, but you would rather find that rain
In no time, they won't recognize my face
I swear, I found my own line to say
Same signs, this ride was kinda stressing me out
Questioning why the whole time I'd lie
I'm second-guessing myself
Thought I'd never look back
But you better believe
That there was never a map or fucking path to the dream
You just adapt to the scene
And it's just not what it seems
(It's just not what it seems)
But I think I had to try just to find my way
I get high, Hoping I'll ignite my pain
I get by, I don't got my mind on hate
I don't really got the time to waste
You're so blind, I kinda find that strange
The sunshine, but you would rather find that rain
In no time, they won't recognize my face
I swear, I found my own line to say
I swear I found my own line to say
I swear I found my own line to say
But I can't make what you say
I think you want me to change
I'm too lost in my ways
Wish you left me to sleep
Now I wander awake
I miss the bliss of my dreams
Without the sound of my chains
Fed lines from the wall, I was playing the part
Red eyes in the dawn of LA, End of March
Thought I'd never look back
But you better believe
When I was under attack
And they were watching me bleed
I got away from the scene
It wasn't part of the dream
I think I had to try just to find my way
I get high, Hoping I'll ignite my pain
I get by, I don't got my mind on hate
I don't really got the time to waste
You're so blind, I kinda find that strange
The sunshine, but you would rather find that rain
In no time, they won't recognize my face
I swear, I found my own line to say
Same signs, this ride was kinda stressing me out
Questioning why the whole time I'd lie
I'm second-guessing myself
Thought I'd never look back
But you better believe
That there was never a map or fucking path to the dream
You just adapt to the scene
And it's just not what it seems
(It's just not what it seems)
But I think I had to try just to find my way
I get high, Hoping I'll ignite my pain
I get by, I don't got my mind on hate
I don't really got the time to waste
You're so blind, I kinda find that strange
The sunshine, but you would rather find that rain
In no time, they won't recognize my face
I swear, I found my own line to say
I swear I found my own line to say
I swear I found my own line to say
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Bowman Iii
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