Assassin by Literate Wolves published on 2011/10/07 10:51:37 +0000 Assassin Born in a race to fall in a race to God, in a face that's never going to satisfy you. You're standing way above you better toe the line, you've got to face that time is an irrelevant love And though you're burning inside, you never burned alive, you can't embrace the spine of this daily life. And any sign of trespass or remorse would make an Assassin of me, an assassin that breeds. Toe The Line. Is this how it ends for us all, with a blade in my hand and a blade at your throat. And woman I stayed with you for a long time and I've stayed away and now that I'm failing you for the last time, I just want to be left alone.