Straight Lines

On the edge On the loose They are here to tie the noose But they won't catch me Barking noise Searchlight rays Breaking news for broken days Another entry The undisputable hole inside of you Wasn't my pursuit I am sure you knew You're a trustee I am weak I am sore I attest to countless flaws But I'm not guilty You're running low on straight lines You're running low on good signs You're running low, they say, the salt will flow You're running low on straight lines You're running low on good signs You're running low, they say, the salt will flow Into waste Into voids Into shades on polaroids Leave a whisper? Pinetree hill Hold me tight Cover up and choke the light But save the blister You're running low on straight lines You're running low on good signs You're running low, they say, the salt will flow (You're running low on straight lines) (You're running low on straight lines) You're running low on straight lines You're running low on good signs You're running low, they say, the salt will flow (They won't catch me)