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Tipping points, middle lines
So many things which one must consider
Yet to think too much might be
The cause for things to go awry
Tipping points, middle lines
I found panic on the streets of reason
I tried to apply this time
But I always seem to fail
Fuck it all
What's the right call
Why is balance so hard to discover
I wish I'd see things more clearly
But sometimes it can't be helped
Fuck it all
What's the right call
Why is balance so hard to discover
I wish I'd see things more clearly
Tipping points, middle lines
I find my side equal to your other
Treading different lines this time
I hope discord won't take us under
Tipping points, middle lines
A warm embrace but none to desire
All this time I tried to be someone
But I always seem to fail
Fuck it all
What's the right call
Why is balance so hard to discover
I wish I'd see things more clearly
But sometimes it can't be helped
Fuck it all
What's the right call
Why is balance so hard to discover
I wish I'd see things more clearly
All these lines
They twist as they tangle, entwine
Endlessly, endlessly
All these lines
They twist as they tangle, entwine
Endlessly, endlessly
All these lines
They twist as they tangle, entwine
Endlessly, endlessly