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Текст песни Atmosphere - Between the Lines

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(What it tis it taint,& What it taint it tisIts the theme of ?where we`re goin`?)[Verse 1: Slug]See the police man, notice the lonely manHow do you think he keeps his head on straight?Can you feel his rhythm? What do you think he visionsWhen he squints at the line from behind those shadesFeel the summer`s crest, overdressedSo much sweat, his skin begins to chafeIts the surface wet the nervous messOverbearing and jaded from carrying the weightIrritated and constipatedAnd its all cup of player hated, funnelin consolidatedInto the shell of one man with a gunRiding that thin line between the program and the sunAnd I don`t hate you, for tryin to relate toWishin you could find a trap door to escape throughBut if I see you as a threat to my seedling or my siblingI`m dying to pull the plug on your machineChorus: Slug(2X)And I just might just find somebodyAnd I just might just love somebodyAnd I just might just feel somebodyAnd I just might just kill somebody[Verse 2: Slug]Can you see her?She spends her whole day in a theaterLivin her time in the life that she would prefer& she stirs nothing, comes & goes she wishesSurroundings oblivious to her whole existenceBut if they only knew?About the thoughts that she can`t seem to stop from comin throughComin` acrossAt a loss for dialogueWalkin through the fogWith her eyes closed & her mind goneAnd now she lives in the films that she seesAnd dreams that she kills us repeatedlyI`m impressed with the tolerance she brandishesIf it was me, I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousnessI`m waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy WatersAnd slaughters sons & daughters and bloodies smothers in coffinsLovely little case study castaway cutieMasturbating in back of that matinee movieAnd someday, oneday, when the credits rollShe`ll hold a pocket full of gunplay for the ignorant soulsThen we`ll know to what death awake touch the sleepMake me walk the thin line between shallow and deep endChorus: (2X)And I just might just find somebodyAnd I just might just love somebodyAnd I just might just feel somebodyAnd I just might just kill somebody(my body)[Verse 3: Slug]He used to write his rhymes and recite his lines all the timeSometimes he`d make them up right off the top of his mindAfter doin shows for years, gettin respect from peersKilled the ego, lookin at these people like they`re weirdRoad trips, truned to head tripsBecame a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqutesOptimism needs to feed off self-esteemBut it seems that he doesn`t see it or hasn`t felt a thingRecords sell well but still undergoundTravels town to townHoldin hands with fans that love his soundWhen it comes to roundance hope he can enjoy itDon`t slow down momentum, afraid he might destroy itWhen he stops to shake the hand, I doubt they understandThat he outstands only in the shadow of a manHavin a hard time with life on a drumrollWalkin that high-wire, passin it off is humbleBut theres a thin line,between screams and smilesSeen the miles, wishin he can go home & read to his childBut tonight`s the last day, put the butt in the ashtrayLocked the door and slit both wrists backstageChorus: (2X)[Outro: Slug]Onwards,forwards continuance renaissanceEncore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocenceOnwards,forwards continuance renaissanceEncore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocenceOnwards,forwards continuance renaissanceEncore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocenceNothing but love for the music and its offspringBouncin` off the boxsprings and tryin to make it to the crossesI just might just....I just might just....I just might just....(fade out)

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