I walk the fine line I walk the fine line To your soul I walk the fine line I walk you back to my home When, this situation This situation Is me I hold the candle And I light the flame while you Speak to me Theres light from a box On the bottom of the sea Where plants grow forgiveness But the air I could not breathe Ill hold this knife forever Unforeseen to me Im bleeding Theres blood on your cheek Ill hold on, to you Theres blood on you Your face, I embraced Stop digging in my grave
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