Brittle contract you made with us
The line you drew 'tween us to save your....
Are you ready to reveal your true colors?
We cross on the crowded subway at 7:40
Your gonna take away my freedon
I can make money by selling my organs
My body consumes over the line displeyed in the window
in the room like the death row
Standing, Standing at the breach
Step back from the line you drew