Where's the line
Of the crime?
Taking pride in what is mine?
I'm walking through confusion
Tiny steps that cross it finely
Should I love myself or hate myself?
The answer's hard to find because
Sometimes what people say to me
Won't add up in my mind
Where's the line
Of the crime?
Taking pride in what is mine?
Do they want me in my shoes
Or do they want me facing time?
Their agendas keep me guessing
In a solipsistic state
There is no confessing, stressing
Over which way is my fate
I don't know
Which way the wind blows
Why won't the line show
Between a life that's full and a life that's so cold
When will the path break?
And which should I take?
Either way I go I'll still be called a
Fraud
Caught between the lie of what I'm told
And the truth that makes me bold
I cannot win, you cannot win,
It's the great dishonest mould
Frauds
We'll die too soon if this thing holds
The social lie that now unfolds
That believing in yourself is narcissistic,
How can that uphold?
Sam Snook - the line. (feat. Matt Cleves) Lyrics
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Where's the line
Of the crime?
Taking pride in what is mine?
I'm walking through confusion
Tiny steps that cross it finely
Should I love myself or hate myself?
The answer's hard to find because
Sometimes what people say to me
Won't add up in my mind
Where's the line
Of the crime?
Taking pride in what is mine?
Do they want me in my shoes
Or do they want me facing time?
Their agendas keep me guessing
In a solipsistic state
There is no confessing, stressing
Over which way is my fate
I don't know
Which way the wind blows
Why won't the line show
Between a life that's full and a life that's so cold
When will the path break?
And which should I take?
Either way I go I'll still be called a
Fraud
Caught between the lie of what I'm told
And the truth that makes me bold
I cannot win, you cannot win,
It's the great dishonest mould
Frauds
We'll die too soon if this thing holds
The social lie that now unfolds
That believing in yourself is narcissistic,
How can that uphold?
Of the crime?
Taking pride in what is mine?
I'm walking through confusion
Tiny steps that cross it finely
Should I love myself or hate myself?
The answer's hard to find because
Sometimes what people say to me
Won't add up in my mind
Where's the line
Of the crime?
Taking pride in what is mine?
Do they want me in my shoes
Or do they want me facing time?
Their agendas keep me guessing
In a solipsistic state
There is no confessing, stressing
Over which way is my fate
I don't know
Which way the wind blows
Why won't the line show
Between a life that's full and a life that's so cold
When will the path break?
And which should I take?
Either way I go I'll still be called a
Fraud
Caught between the lie of what I'm told
And the truth that makes me bold
I cannot win, you cannot win,
It's the great dishonest mould
Frauds
We'll die too soon if this thing holds
The social lie that now unfolds
That believing in yourself is narcissistic,
How can that uphold?
Writer: Samuel Snook
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