From the recording .self-propelled
Lyrics
TELL ME YOU DON'T TRULY BELIEVE THAT THESE ARE YOURS,
BY VIRTUE OF SHARING THE FLOOR.
WHILE YOUR ENTHUSIASM WAS INSPIRING, TO BE SURE,
A CLAIM TO GIVING BIRTH REQUIRES MORE.
NOT MY INTENT TO DISRESPECT OR UNDERSELL,
THE YEARS OF CONTRIBUTIONS THAT YOU MADE.
BUT, THERE'S A STARK REALITY, THAT ALL THIS STARTS AND ENDS WITH ME.
YOU COULD NEVER GET BEHIND THE GAME.
ALL YOUR IRE, AND BREATHING FIRE, WAS WASTED TIME.
YOU KNEW THE FINAL CALL WAS ALWAYS MINE.
BLURRING THE LINES. YOUR COLORS RUN.
BUT THE STORY'S ALWAYS BEEN SO BLACK AND WHITE. YEAH.
SO WELL DEFINED. LIKE MOON TO SUN.
BY A CENTERED MIND, DECIDING WRONG FROM RIGHT.
BLURRING THE LINES. YOUR COLORS RUN.
BUT THE STORY'S ALWAYS BEEN SO BLACK AND WHITE. YEAH
SO WELL DEFINED. LIKE MOON TO SUN.
BY A CENTERED MIND, DECIDING WRONG FROM RIGHT.
BLURRING THE LINES.
LIKE MOON TO SUN.