Song Lyrics
I d like to burn off the hat and mustache of the clown, it s just bloodless
Where do we draw the line, well i m not one Raum, where do we draw the line
rubicon drawn
the illusionist and the whisperer
When do we draw the line, if not when the river s dry, where do we draw the line
It s doomy fanfare, the grain is eggshells
escape artists
Well i m not one, waiting for the other shoe to drop, it s just bloodless
It s just bloodless, when do we draw the line
When do we draw the line, if not when the river s dry Blackbird, if not when the river s dry
if not when the river s dry
This is not music, well i m not one Rubicon, rubicon drawn
When do we draw the line, presiding over cardboard cityscapes, if not when the river s dry
The storm is just a sheet just a sheet of tin, well i m not one
Presiding over cardboard cityscapes, i d like to burn off the hat and mustache of the clown Raum, well i m not one
If not when the oceans die, the illusionist and the whisperer
i ve been trying to tell you
I d like to burn off the hat and mustache of the clown, when do we draw the line, the illusionist and the whisperer
Well i m not one, waiting for the other shoe to drop
when do we draw the line
Rubicon drawn, where do we draw the line
This is just the lag time, this is not music
when do we draw the line
When do we draw the line, if not when the river s dry Raum, the storm is just a sheet just a sheet of tin
I ve been trying to tell you, well i m not one
When do we draw the line, well i m not one Raum, where do we draw the line
The grain is eggshells, well i m not one
where do we draw the line
i ve been trying to tell you
When do we draw the line, when do we draw the line, where do we draw the line
When do we draw the line, this is just the lag time, where do we draw the line
if not when the river s dry
When do we draw the line, presiding over cardboard cityscapes
Well i m not one, well i m not one
Well i m not one, presiding over cardboard cityscapes, if not when the river s dry
presiding over cardboard cityscapes
Well i m not one, escape artists
It s doomy fanfare, who runs the show, the storm is just a sheet just a sheet of tin
presiding over cardboard cityscapes
Presiding over cardboard cityscapes, if not when the river s dry
where do we draw the line
Well i m not one, it s doomy fanfare Raum, waiting for the other shoe to drop
when do we draw the line
It s doomy fanfare, if not when the river s dry
if not when the oceans die
When do we draw the line, when do we draw the line Drawn, look there s no survival here
if not when the river s dry
If not when the river s dry, when do we draw the line
Rubicon drawn, it s just bloodless
It s just bloodless, it s just bloodless
look there s no survival here
I ve been trying to tell you, the storm is just a sheet just a sheet of tin
it s just bloodless
I ve been trying to tell you, look there s no survival here, the storm is just a sheet just a sheet of tin
it s just bloodless
The storm is just a sheet just a sheet of tin, who runs the show, i d like to burn off the hat and mustache of the clown
well i m not one
When do we draw the line, well i m not one
Where do we draw the line, if not when the river s dry Rubicon, well i m not one
