Tom Milsom - Lines lyrics

Did a line off your chest and it made me feel better When we were losing physicality and untethering ourselves The fragile alpine freshness after sickness beckons Where a song can naturally unfurl Without the pain of hitting the shelves Woah-oh, woah-oh Leave a dusty trace of everything you do in your wake Whoa-oh, woah-oh A greying map of your activities and all of your mistakes Whoa-oh Don't leave your troubled friend behind Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh I'll know what to do when I've learned all my lines There's a lion in your chest and it makes you feel better Like you're regaining your virginity by commanding me to heal Tell me I'm wrong again, tell me it's wrong to skirt around reality, I'll never learn unless it's more uncomfortable for me not to feel Whoa-oh, woah-oh Leave a dusty trace of everything you do in your wake Woah-oh, woah-oh A greying map of your activities and all of your mistakes Woah-oh Don't leave your troubled friend behind Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh I'll know what to do when I've learned all my lines Now I'm lying on your chest and it makes me feel better Now I've lost all my integrity these problems right themselves And if a frenzy kicks about amidst the susurrus A lonely editorial can never hurt and only time will tell Woah-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-whoa Woah-oh, oh-oh Woah-oh, oh-oh