craw (band) - thinnest line lyrics
out of the hotel room comes
yeah, i’ll go on a sympathy strike for you
yeah, i was so patient throughout your greed for jacked synapses
out of the tower comes crook’d path for a crook’d mile
logical, always logical smile’
one word cut out and repeated endlessly
a jack+in+the+box, the police officer’s head bobbed and jerked lopsidedly
i thank god for that painful wisdom
honestly, now, i’ve never done this before with sincerity
without continuity or consequences or mediation sharpened the senses
what is the just price?
what’s a happy end?
what sort of complicity are you more comfortable with?
this path, i’m afraid, son, is the most logical
when listening to a song i have never heard
i seem to make up words for it against my will
from time to time when people speak at me
i get the feeling of being o’erloaded
i saw everything very bright and rich and artificial
like the thinnest line
looking down on me, he said
this path, son, is the most logical
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