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Faultline

 

Faultline

(album: Divisions - 2019)


First you gotta know
How to play the victim
Hate to tell you so
But you repeat the symptoms
Like an aftershock
And I only want to make it stop

But you make it stronger as it grows
Revel in the friction
Stop before you blow or damage our division
No I'm not too shocked
But I only want to make it stop

Got me shaking at the sight, oh
Got me quaking in my mind oh
You're tripping over every fault of mine
You're breaking open every single time
It's never black and white, no
Going seismic out of spite, oh
I never know if it's your fault or mine
You're breaking open every single time
Faultline

Falling off the charts
Burning all your bridges
You don't wear a scar while I'm the one in stitches
And I don't know why you point the finger every time

Got me shaking at the sight, oh
Got me quaking in my mind oh
You're tripping over every fault of mine
You're breaking open every single time
It's never black and white, no
Going seismic out of spite, oh
I never know if it's your fault or mine
You're breaking open every single time
Faultline

When it's gotta end whatcha gonna say?
You been seeing red
And there's no one left to blame
When it's gotta end whatcha gonna say?
You been seeing red
And there's no one left to blame

Got me shaking at the sight, oh
Got me quaking in my mind oh
You're tripping over every fault of mine
You're breaking open every single time
It's never black and white, no
Going seismic out of spite, oh
I never know if it's your fault or mine
You're breaking open every single time
Faultline
Faultline
Faultline
Faultline

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