I walk the line.
Oh yeah.
Sign on the dotted line again.
Detach on perforated line –
I´ve seen all so many times before
O, it never stops
No it never stops.

I take my time.
Oh Yeah.
That´s the only thing I find these days.
It seems we´re doomed to never find
A reason but to breath in life.
We fall.
Falter…
Like a spark it´s over when it starts.

It´s in the sermon you seek
Scars.
I know they run deep.
I can make them stop…
Get back to the end of the line.

O, get the money,

Stop!

Start!

It´s in the sermon you seek
Scars.
I know they run deep.
I can make them stop.
Get back to the end of the line.