Versus Vs. Verses - Visions of Blurry Lines

It's all around me this course surrounds me
Not far from now the surge of empty sound
Predicted our civilization
Has reached the end
Of a short rope burning

It seems it's all in our blood and tainted
We're running on fumes and intoxicated
By the force of structure
Coming up for air please may we surrender

Nothing will remain when the ground gives away
So wave good bye to conservative lifestyle
Flaws, inconsistency it's one fucked up fallacy
We've created before
Now the devil takes the floor

It seems it's all in our blood and tainted
We're running on fumes and intoxicated
By the force of structure
Coming up for air please may we surrender
We're not stranded but coming in faded
And visions of blurry lines leave us
Concentrated, deprived and unspoken
Wearing all the dirt of the world that keeps us in line
In line

Written by:
Mark Beitle

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