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I Can’t See The Lines - Forrister
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I Can’t See The Lines Forrister

I Can’t See The Lines - Forrister
Summer, I felt something
Fall, I fell apart
Winter came and with it went
Every ounce of warmth and now

Oh, I can’t see the lines
I can’t see the lines

Anxious movement, stagnant air
Distance and my lingering fear
Passenger with empty stare
I’ve already lost the only thing keeping me here

Tie up my hands
Leave me outside
Pull out my guts
Take out my eyes

Blot out the sun
I’d rather be blind, I’d
Rather be blind
Rather be blind
I’d rather be blind
I’d rather be blind

Anxious movement, stagnant air
The distance and my lingering fear
Passenger with empty stare
I’ve already lost the only thing keeping me here
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