Fine Lines

Cut the line make it fine
It could be the last time
Why don't I care who knows
Why don't I care who died
How is it I’m fine

Now I'm high In the sky
I can’t die I’m just fine
Do my breaths carry life
Do my dreams create fire
Is this the afterlife
Who cares
Not me
I’m high
So high
Too high
Bye bye

What a shame I became
noone was let down
How could you care now
Just as I slip away
Let me be
Let me go
I’m going home
Got places to see
palaces to burn

You don’t understand
You think you do
And that’s all you do

You always come running
When it’s far passed too late
Screaming that you care
Screaming you’ve been there

Well I am here now
Where are you
Nowhere to be found
Lost in yourself
Like everyone else
In your hopelessness
Your emptiness
You’re a selfish mess
Just like me
Neither of us care
Just like them

One more will do
After ten more
ten more after that
Times ten till the end

I’m escaping you
Escaping this
I’ll be around
You don’t escape spirits
I’ll be lingering