Sumerian Records - Flatline lyrics

[Verse 1] Your eyes judge like a jury locked in a trial No respect for the odd and innocent Guilty Now shut the doors and then open fire Some fail to make the connection And lose beauty in a mound of rejection Can't we understand that no life is out of our hands? Suffocation and the fear of living setting in So let go before he lets go Patience is wearing thin and leaving him So let go before he lets go of this life I wonder what goes on before he lets go [Chorus] He says: "Send an angel to pull me from the hell below This weight is far too much to own And this body doesn't feel like home Send an angel I feel I'm dying all alone So lift me up or let me go Because this body doesn't feel like home No! This body doesn't feel like home No! [Verse 2] Love feels far away The lack of motivation keeps his soul From bettering his own life Now he's next level with a bottle and a blade Retreating in his own way Suffocation and the fear of living setting in So let go before he lets go Patience is wearing thin and leaving him so let go Before he lets go of this life I wonder what goes on behind those bloodshot eyes I wonder what goes on before he lets go [Chorus] He says: "Send an angel to pull me from the hell below This weight is far too much to own And this body doesn't feel like home Send an angel I feel I'm dying all alone So lift me up or let me go Because this body doesn't feel like home No! This body doesn't feel like home No! Sleep now and carry on into the black of the night Sleep now and you'll be on your way There's another one moving on from the flatline, flatline Sleep now and carry on into the black of the night Sleep now and you'll be on your way There's another one moving on from the flatline, flatline Slip into the fray Slip between the night and day Sleep now and carry on into the black of the night At peace with everything, but it doesn't make it right There's another one moving on from the flatline, flatline Sleep now and carry on into the black of the night At peace with everything, but it doesn't make it right There's another one moving on from the flatline, flatline