Eight Fingers Down - Flat-Line lyrics

Beauty comes to haunt you, to stop you A warning from yourself Stress will find the real you, complete you Foreshadows at its best Something for nothing (It's not over) You're standing in lights way yeah No one to someone. (I'm not broken) You're settled in life's ways yeah Power to surrender, remember Its cries that you do best Life's game is far from over, comes closer Realities defeat I didn't lose, I didn't lose, I didn't lose The game has yet to be told