It's clear to see that the fine line has to be drawn.
No longer will I stand before you sacrificed as a pawn.
In my blurred vision my sight isn't clear to see.
For what I stand, am I all you expect to be?
Break my concious and show me the difference.
No! Don't break it down. Keeping me in the distance.
I deserve so much more close.
Your not a dying weed, I treat you like a rose.
So delicate, lavished in my love.
What stops you to want to rise above?
Words and emotions can't bring this war to peace.
It's eaither this way or never.
Wich one of us will surrender to defeat?

Yea I got a little anger inside and a buzz. Nothing but questions.