[Verse 1] You move through narrowing halls of doubt The angles shear and push your line off route You try to keep your outline held in place But counter forces drag against your trace [Pre Chorus] You’re tired of holding borrowed ground You’re tired of lines that never stay sound [Chorus] You’re trying hard to keep your line aligned But shifting axes cut across your mind Each time you rise, the floor begins to turn You’re trying hard to keep your line aligned [Verse 2] You map the tension running through your stance The room realigns around your every chance You brace against the tilt beneath your feet A quiet vector pulling off the beat [Bridge] Your inner map begins to fold and crease The planes you trusted start to slip and cease If you release, will all your lines collapse Or finally form the shape you’ve never mapped [Final Chorus] You’re trying hard to keep your line aligned But now the axes tighten from both sides Each time you rise, the angles close you in You’re trying hard to keep your line aligned
