Fine Line, My Side

My weakness where I stand
Depicts just how I feel
Confusing thoughts and words
And everything that’s real
This wreckage screams at me
A symphony from your hands; everything you’ve made
Your resentment’s in the way
Of the progress and mistakes we’ve made
This is a closed case, so pull away
Before I start to scream again
Save yourself. Save yourself
I’m barely moving; barely moving
He said, «fight for me or yourself»
You must choose a side. Choose a side
This situation is not black and white
The colours ran into the ground
Reaching for the emergency exit
I left my conscience at the door
This disaster has twisted my judgement
I’m in too far
But I believe your lies every time
But your eyes will become blind
Can we save ourselves?
Will we save ourselves?
Save yourself. Save yourself