Yeah, I was raised well
Genetic Holy Grail
Always had friends in class
Never got picked last
Still I feel like an outcast
I traveled down south
The collars freaked me out
I learned a thing or two
Before I came unglued
Now my graphic days are gone, too
I tread the line
Of worlds that won't intertwine
I live inside
Of circles that don't quite align
Please tread the line
With me
I listen to the reborn
But sympathize with the scorn
(You'll never get it)
(You'll never get it)
I don't know which is worse
But from the back of the hearse
They both seem to put life first
I tread the line
Of worlds that won't intertwine
I live inside
Of circles that don't quite align
Please tread the line
With me
I tread the line
Of worlds that won't intertwine
I live inside
Of circles that don't quite align
I stand behind
A tidal wave of manic minds
Who tread the line
Like me
