Private Line

Private Line - Gods of Rewind songtekst

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She's so afraid of her own reflection

She tries to hide the picture of perfection

All life she holds

Like the family car she once stole for that weekend

There to wreck, her mind dreams, the street bends

There's no end

She's riping down the road with no control

She just can't let it go



When you fall into my arms

Can't feel you

Slip 2 pills... in rewind

Back in 1991 and tonight

Never wanna hear you say you can't

Spit up your pride



We're much the same, no time for reflection

We do cruel things and hope they 'll bring protection

We play to win

We're losing all we once were in the end

We don't know other way



When you fall into my arms

Can't feel you

Slip 2 pills... in rewind

Back in 1991 and tonight

Never wanna hear you say you can't

Spit up your pride

We drown in pride



Just one look could make it work out right



When you fall into my arms

Can't feel you

Felt your kiss... in rewind

And we can't feel a thing; you see... we've died

Never wanna hear you say you can't

Spit up your pride

We drown in pride

Never wanna hear you say, you're mine

Spit up your pride

We drown in pride
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