the line begins to blur

I'm feeling particularly mean and nasty today. Didn't hold the lift door open for one of my neighbour people just now. but doesn't matter, they never say thanks anyways, so i closed the door right in front of their face.

everything's starting to not make sense, there's this sense of betrayal from people i thought were my friends. thought being the operative word here. but no matter, i'll just swallow my words down like i've begun to do lately and keep my thoughts to myself. i''ll continue smiling at them. i'm starting to hate me now.



the line begins to blur - nine inch nails

there are things that i said i would never do
there are fears that i cannot believe have come true
for my soul is too sick and too little and too late
and myself i have grown too weary to hate

the more i stay in here
the more it's not so clear
the more i stay in here
the more i disappear

as far as i have gone
i knew which side i'm on
now i'm not so sure
the line begins to blur

is there somebody on top of me
i don't know, i don't know

isn't anybody stopping me?
i don't know, i don't know

well i'm trying to hold my breath
just how far down can i go?
i don't know, i don't know, i don't know

as i lie here and stare
the fabric starts to tear
it's far beyond repair
and i don't really care

as far as i have gone
i knew what side i'm on
now i'm not so sure
the line begins to blur