I can't come home
And who made that line?
That line
I'm trapped by my own design
Then I'm changed by the thought somehow
So who can I blame?
It runs the same
So who can I blame?
I singled you out
Broken glass lays under my feet and I can't
Come home
And who made that line?
That line
I can read all pictures now
Thought somehow
And who made that line?
That line
I'm trapped by my own design
Then I'm changed by the thought somehow
And who made that line?
That line I'm trapped by my own design
I can read all pictures now
Pictures now
And who made that line?
That line
And who made that line?
That line
Then I'm changed by the thought somehow