Over The Line

What's left to lose, I painted all these pictures but you

Is this distance calling my name

I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end

I can try to survive in a world of common sense

But can I stand in line and wait just like the rest

Pain loses so much weight when I leave the ground

The most that could be presented to me is here right now

Over the line every God damn time

And you're still waiting on me to let go

What's left to lose?

I painted all these pictures but you couldn't choose

All of your company

But is this distance, calling my name?

I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end

Not a sound can be drowned If you don't stop listening

To the ones who believe

They only like it if you foresee

I'm seeing red

and as a result my dreams

were left unsaid, how could this happen to me?

When I'm over the line every God damn time

And you're still waiting on me to let go

What's left to lose?

I painted all these pictures but you couldn't choose

All of your company

But is this distance, calling my name?

I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end

I'm looking past the ones who fell back in the race

Another day that I can tell the wasted space

I'm looking past the ones who fell back in the race

You can see it in my face, in my face!

What's left to lose?

I painted all these pictures but you couldn't choose

All of your company

But is this distance, calling my name?

I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end