I'm getting told
Again
It's getting old
And nothing seems to give
But then
We're running in circles
Looking for the answers
Trying to read the faded questions
Written on the wall
Interpreted for some
But not interpreted for all
I'm feeling cold
Again
If not all love is lost
I've finally found a friend
The end
We're taking the fall line
(mwahahahahaha)
We're walking a tight rope
Above boiling water
That never seems to give
I've finally found the problem
That life doesn't want to live
The singer, the artist on the radio station
She took the fall line to reincarnation
Now she's becoming cold
And just like me
Now she's dressed like me
Yeah