Ins&Outs

Maybe I don't realise Gripping in just pulls a thread And I won't try Living from the highs of aches in my own head It suits me… So easily It suits me (only see) When your stripping back my lines It suits me… So easily (what I see) Looking in at my lonely downside Lonely Downside Lonely Downside I see spaces behind your eyes staring into lines It's telling in make-shift receipts Caught in the wake of far-side Staring into lines and out doesn't put me ease I don't think you can stay through the same Splitting hairs in memories Does it take much away through the strain? Living my own remedy Lonely Downside Lonely Downside Outside of mine I can't live on borrowed time and dead life-lines Holding you inside It seems I'm losing grip of your blindside Tearing into mine Lonely Downside Lonely Downside Lonely Downside Lonely Downside