It’s taken a lifetime to lose my way A lifetime of All the wasted time on my hands Turns sand And fades in the wind
Crossing lines Small crimes Taking back what is mine
I’m fine in the fire I feed the friction I’m right where I should be Don’t try and fix me I’m fine in the fire I feed on the friction I’m right where I should be try and fix me
So lost for so long To find to my way I failed to follow I’m out of place [ From: ]
Crossing Lines Small crimes Taking back what is mine
I’m fine in the fire I feed the friction I’m right where I should be Don’t try and fix me I’m fine in the fire I feed on the friction I’m where I should be Don’t try and fix me
I’m fine in the fire I feed on the friction I’m right should be Don’t try and fix me I’m fine in the fire I feed on the friction I’m right where I be Don’t try and fix me I’m fine in the fire I feed on the friction I’m right where should be Don’t try and fix me