Front Line Assembly

We cling to each other
like a child and a mother
a desperation of seperation
I feel i'm going under
to the left to the right to the middle
my head is spinning around
to the left to the right to the middle
I am going under ground
untrue as true can be
we're seeking endlessly
no answers for tomorrow
we'll drown in our sorrow
Vanishing horizons
we leave each other cold
I am dying on the inside
no where left to go
the bruises on my skin
means you held too tight
the evil that you spoke of
doesn't make it right
I know what you're feeling
I know what you're thinking
I know what you're doing
I know what you're feeling
Vanishing horizons
we leave each other cold
I am dying on the inside
no where left to go
the bruises on my skin
means you held too tight
the evil that you spoke of
doesn't make it right