Black lines Criminal lines In a liminal state I take a pa** Black lines Criminal lines In a liminal state I take it back A heap of stone That followed me home The burden of a ghost And a bag of bones You won't find no turn in my head You won't find no reason for this You won't find no turn in my head You won't find no reason You and I would find All that we held Didn't amount to much Weightless as air And going to sleep Won't change a thing And walking away Might work for a day But at least that's what you want I remember every word And the weight of your mind Is eliciting a word Of black lines Criminal lines (Repeat)