The Dotted Line... - Strata
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The Dotted Line... Lyrics
Your knees are bruised up
You don't even know what you're worshiping
Outside the sun rises
In the silence of another suicide sceneThere's nothing sacred here
No, nothing's left cleanSay it, say it, I know what you're thinking now
You're blowing your smoke in my face, you just need a little taste of it
Say it, say it, it's all in the scripts of L.A.
I don't even know your name but you want everythingSomebody's kissing me like it means everything
And somewhere someone's shaking
My hand in the back seat of a limousineNow who can I trust?
These new friends are so dangerousSay it, say it, I know what you're thinking now
You're blowing your smoke in my face, you just need a little taste of it
Say it, say it, it's all in the scripts of L.A.
I don't even know your name but you want everythingThey don't love you
Never give your heart away
They don't love you
They'll just take your heart awayI just didn't hear youSay it, say it, I know what you're thinking now
You're blowing your smoke in my face, you just need a little taste of it
Say it, say it, it's all in the scripts of L.A.
I don't even know your name but you want everythingName your price, sign it away
On the dotted line and I'll make you famous
