Lyrics
In every crowd, you re tracing my crimes on a moonless night
whoever tries to cross it never returns the same
Never forgets your name, i lay down my guns when you cross my path
whoever tries to cross it never returns the same
Finding the needle in the hay, in every crowd, i lay down my guns when you cross my path
in every crowd
Whoever tries to cross it never returns the same, never forgets your name, you walk a fine line
in every crowd
In every crowd, i lay down my guns when you cross my path
never forgets your name
In every crowd, drawing a riverbed Fine, in every crowd
You re tracing my crimes on a moonless night, in every crowd
In every crowd, never forgets your name
whoever tries to cross it never returns the same
whoever tries to cross it never returns the same
They see your face, no compass in this world could ve saved you
Finding the needle in the hay, faded stars on this map failed to guide you
they see your face
You walk a fine line, i m tracing the lines on your lower arm Fine, faded stars on this map failed to guide you
They see your face, they see your face
violent constellations
Finding the needle in the hay, cosmic collisions
No compass in this world could ve saved you, never forgets your name, in every crowd
You re tracing my crimes on a moonless night, you walk a fine line Lines, i m tracing the lines on your lower arm
You walk a fine line, you walk a fine line
In every crowd, cosmic collisions
They see your face, in every crowd Fine, they see your face
Drawing a riverbed, finding the needle in the hay, in every crowd
You re tracing my crimes on a moonless night, in every crowd, finding the needle in the hay
finding the needle in the hay
i m tracing the lines on your lower arm
in every crowd
I lay down my guns when you cross my path, cosmic collisions
never forgets your name
never forgets your name
I lay down my guns when you cross my path, finding the needle in the hay
in every crowd
Faded stars on this map failed to guide you, i m tracing the lines on your lower arm
You walk a fine line, i m tracing the lines on your lower arm
You walk a fine line, violent constellations
Never forgets your name, never forgets your name, never forgets your name
You re tracing my crimes on a moonless night, they see your face Fine, you re tracing my crimes on a moonless night
drawing a riverbed
i lay down my guns when you cross my path
You re tracing my crimes on a moonless night, in every crowd Lines, drawing a riverbed
finding the needle in the hay
no compass in this world could ve saved you
I m tracing the lines on your lower arm, in every crowd
They see your face, in every crowd
I lay down my guns when you cross my path, i m tracing the lines on your lower arm
Whoever tries to cross it never returns the same, you walk a fine line Azusa, violent constellations
Drawing a riverbed, finding the needle in the hay, they see your face
Cosmic collisions, in every crowd
cosmic collisions