

Oh, I slid down the line...
The black...the white...the green and hollow,
Twisted sight led me to follow,
You said everything would be fine.
Oh, I slid down the line...
Pink and flesh-tone curved embodied sin,
The noises outside canapos;t drown out the pain within,
Your lips said to mine.
Oh, I slid down the line...
Repetition, false collision, living without premonition,
Regretting this remaining condition,
How can four eyes be blind?
Oh, I slid down the line...
Alteration convinces us nothingapos;s wrong,
Alteration doesnapos;t make our decisions strong, I was wrong.
Why didnapos;t I decline?
Oh, I slid down the line...
Suddenly left in a pool of shame,
Much easier to deal with by placing blame,
Itapos;s your fault instead of mine.
Oh, I slid down the line...
Left at the razorapos;s edge of life,
Naked...we canapos;t hide our strife,
What we could once we can no longer hide.
Oh, I slid down the line...
But so did you.
And now Iapos;m fine.
How are you?
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