Fault Lines - Flatsound

Is it you who calls the shots

Of what you want?

Does it hurt when he sees you?

Like his eyes are made of fire

He’s not allowed to be near you

So why are you the one who hides?

I don’t have to pretend

That these are your friends

These are your friends

How could you live on a fault line

When you’re so scared to be touched?

If I’m so sure that I’m drowning

Why’s my mouth feel like a sponge?

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know, I know

You can pretend

These are your friends

These are your friends

How could you live on a fault line

When you’re so scared to be touched?

If I’m so sure that I’m drowning

Why’s my mouth feel like a sponge?

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know