Lines are drawn so paper-thin
I step too close they pull me in
Tension hums beneath my skin
A fragile web I'm tangled in
Each thread reflects a world apart
Shattered pieces a broken heart
Every touch a whispered plea
How much of this is still me?
Glass threads sharp and clear
Hold me tight but they cut too near
Tension snaps with every move
A fragile truth I can't undo
Glass threads they glimmer bright
But they break in the dead of night
Fractured light through shattered panes
It's beautiful but it leaves a stain
I try to mend but it pulls away
What I hold is bound to fray
I hear the cracks in every sound
A crumbling bridge I can't turn around
The weight of silence pulls me low
Each step forward the less I know
Glass threads sharp and clear
Hold me tight but they cut too near
Tension snaps with every move
A fragile truth I can't undo
Glass threads they glimmer bright
But they break in the dead of night
Every line I tried to trace
Cuts a scar I can't erase
The tighter I hold the faster it slips
The sharper the edge the deeper it rips
Hold your breath don't pull too hard
Every step leaves another scar
It's all connected yet breaking apart
Glass threads binding my heart
Glass threads sharp and clear
Hold me tight but they cut too near
Tension snaps with every move
A fragile truth I can't undo
Glass threads they glimmer bright
But they break in the dead of night
Lines are drawn so paper-thin
I step too close they pull me in
Glass threads weave through the air
A fragile trap I'm caught aware