
The Line
[Chorus] You've met the end of the line. You'll end up dying tonight. (AND YOU MET THE THING THAT YOU TRULY HATE AND EVERYTHING THAT THEY MADE YOU CONFISCATE!) [Verse 1] You're giving me nothing while I'm alone, and everything that I have said to you ALL ENDS UP in this fucking hell. I CANT TAKE THIS; no... I CANT TAKE THIS. You'll just go alone. I'VE TAKEN WORSE THAN EVERYTHING YOU COULD HAVE SAID TO ME! (I GIVE YOU PIECE OF MIND; WHY THE FUCK YOU GOTTA QUESTION ME?!) [Chorus] I bear the weight I feel—you've met the end of the line. You'll end up dying tonight. (AND YOU MET THE THING THAT YOU TRULY HATE AND EVERYTHING THAT THEY MADE YOU CONFISCATE!) (I think it's time to leave...) You've met the end of the line. You'll end up dying tonight. (AND YOU MET THE THING THAT YOU TRULY HATE AND EVERYTHING THAT THEY MADE YOU CONFISCATE!) (I think it's time to die...) [Verse 2] SO patient, so fucking patient, SO FUCKING IGNORANT, SO FUCKING OPPRESSIVE! (YOUR PATH WILL END UP IN THE SAME DITCH JUST LIKE EVERY TIME THAT YOU TRY. I GIVE YOU PIECE OF MIND, AND YOU GO AND QUESTION ME!?) [Chorus] I bear everything for you've met the end of the line. You'll end up dying tonight. (AND YOU MET THE THING THAT YOU TRULY HATE AND EVERYTHING THAT THEY MADE YOU CONFISCATE!) (I think the cancer is starting to defy. No need to question me; we'll just end up dying. no need to defy me. You've met the end of the line. You'll end up dying tonight. (AND YOU MET THE THING THAT YOU TRULY HATE AND EVERYTHING THAT THEY MADE YOU CONFISCATE!) [Breakdown] I GIVE YOU EVERYTHING, AND YOU TAKE IT WITHOUT A SINGLE PAY. YOU GIVE ME NOTHING. THAT'S YOUR PAY!? YOU'VE CROSSED THE LINE (YOU'VE TAKEN EVERYTHING THAT YOU COULD REALLY DEFY!) [Chorus] I take all this weight for you. And the longer it seems, the harder it gets. I've taken nothing from you—you've met the end of the line. You'll end up dying tonight. (AND YOU MET THE THING THAT YOU TRULY HATE AND EVERYTHING THAT THEY MADE YOU CONFISCATE!) I take everything for you... (and I got a feeling why). You will end up dead tonight. In the way it hurts, it just fucking hurts—you've met the end of the line. You'll end up dying tonight. (AND YOU MET THE THING THAT YOU TRULY HATE AND EVERYTHING THAT THEY MADE YOU CONFISCATE!)

