Dotted Line

We are their prey, taught to obey
We are their prey, taught to obey
But I refuse, yes I refuse, to give up on you
'Cause I know you're down there somewhere...

Life's so sickening, just keep digging in
'Till your nails fall off and your hands bleed dry
Pull through son
Life's so sickening, just keep digging in
'Till your nails fall off and your hands bleed dry
Pull through son

That's why we pray, not to obey
That's why we pray, not to obey
'Cause we refuse, yes we refuse, to give up on you
'Cause I know you're down there somewhere...

Don't think that things are fine
Don't drink their poisonous win
Never trust their crooked spine...
And please don sign the dotted line
Don't think that things are fine
Don't drink their poisonous win
Never trust their crooked spine...
And please don sign the dotted line

Life's so sickening, just keep digging in
'Till your nails fall off and your hands bleed dry
Pull through son
Life's so sickening, just keep digging in
'Till your nails fall off and your hands bleed dry
Pull through son
Pull through son