Point Blank

Lyrics for Point Blank

You only outride the same outside And be refused by entry, cut down high You'll be beside yourself And criminal elements dig the underground That stalemate to thyself, the plane outside Forego the frenzy now It seems the edge is torn and cracked Licking, cutting, freezing for the longest time In short, the ill will be in dream And water flow that hole That heats up in between us both Scent of disseverence The flame that used to fall between us is the deficit They climb the sinking side Indifferent elsewhere, hangs its hardened head above us on the edge