Shades of lines
frame the time
sister, brother
cut to code
all alone
built up, level
Lost your way
back and they
cut off
my prayers
oceans wide
all went dry
reflection
lethal
Chorus
And if you ever have to leave
leave yourself outside the door
and if you ever have to leave this
perfect world, lord.
Held upright
hands are tied
emotion sickness
breathing quiet
all the time
sister, brother
might happen overnight
its times like these
i'm not surprised
and my hands an open knife
it carves creation's fire
Chorus (X2)
Bridge
Isolate,
Pray again,
Swallow
Its my life
Its my life
Its my life
I do what I want
Its my life
