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STUDIOS: Zing Recording Studios, Westfield, MA, and Glow In The Dark, Atlanta, GA
Mixed By: Chris Lord-Alge / Assisted by Keith Armstrong / Mixed at Resonate Music,
Burbank, CA
All songs written and recorded by Underoath
Lyrics by Spencer Chamberlain and Aaron Gillespie, music by Underoath
Art direction and packaging by Chandler Owen for Dark Forest, www.darkforest.tv
Photography by Jeff Gros, www.iamgros.com
Define The Great Line documentary shot and produced by Underoath, Chandler Owen
and The Audible Diversion Group Edited and arranged by Shannon and Michelle for Art
and Industry
A&R: Chad Johnson
Booking: Susanne Dawursk for Flowerbooking, inc.
Management: Randy Nichols for Red Light Management
Legal Representation: Mike Mckoy for Serling, Rooks and Ferrara
Tour Management: Russ The Guy Hickman
Front of House: Ronnie Sound Boy Gardner
Guitar Tech: John Creech / Drum Tech: Nathan Warshowsky
Lighting Director: Jeff Verne
Merchandise: Taylor Caum, and Will Bill Davis Barrett
Driver: Andre Abdoe
Underoath are endorsed by, support and thank these companies:
Gibson, Fender, J. DAddario/Planet Wave/Evans, Dunlop, Electro Harmonix, Ernie Ball,
Etnies, Line6, Nike, Meinl, Orange, Promark, Truth, Seymour Duncan, Triple 5 Soul,
Vestal Watches, FPE, DW, Tour Supply and To Die For Clothing.
Organizations we support: www.invisiblechildren.com, www.desiringgod.org,
www.shirtsforacure.com, www.epa.org
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define the great line
In Regards To Myself
Wake up Wake up My God,
this is not a test and its not too late to
come clean
Get it off your chest
So steady your hand before your face and
concentrate
Theres got to be some stable ground left to
walk on
So tear another page from the book
Are you asleep or just alone
Clear this room from your lungs
and pull yourself together man
On your back, youre sleeping in a bed of
shame
Let the light breathe some new life into
this room
Its what keeps you coming back
Made up of insatiable taste
Bury your head in your hands and sink
into yourself
Just what are you so afraid of
Youre staring truth in the face, so come on
down
Youre busy living now arent you
Youre busy making vows
Youre coming unglued
Time is shorter than you know
I know the light is blinding to the naked
eye, so why dont you take steps away from
being alone I swear its not too late for you
Its all worth reaching for the hand to pull
you out
Wake up and step outside your box
Wake up
A MOMENT SUSPENDED
IN TIME
Held captive, Im a prisoner
In the back room where the water leaks
and Im oh, so cold
Command me on what to do, but we both
know neither you or I are in control
Theres nothing left for me here
Im grabbing on to whats left of this hole.
Its all too real this cant be happening
Never again, ever again, will I say Im Ok
Im scared of the fate that will become
mine
No time to talk you know the drill
Under my desk this cant be it
Im only dreaming, Ive got to be dreaming
But I cant get up. No time to talk, not this
time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
Its so funny how we see things so clear
when we have no time left to live
So lay back now and take it in
I wont say a word. I wont say anything
I cant believe how it feels
To stand here in this room
and feel like its going to blow
THERE COULD BE
NOTHING AFTER THIS
In the end we tend to think of how it
began
I could never explain the picture it painted,
and how it made me feel
Now the ceiling is in motion
The light centered and overlooked
You want to see me disappear? Well, so do I
Such a quiet evaporation
SALMARNIR
RETURNING EMPTY
HANDED
So talk about it
At least it makes you feel something inside
I am being watched
This is overwhelming
Paranoia...
YOURE EVER SO
INVITING
The time has come for you
to sit this out
To fit inside your mold
would be to sell myself short
This ground we tread upon
is now filling up to our necks
We turn the pages left to right
We see everything
Oh, my storys growing, it is
on my last request
Dont make me feel so contradicting
Theres no room for cheating and being
yourself
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in their
mouth
And on the last hour
we write so many new chapters again
And on the outside
where there are no surprises
Oh, its getting longer
to see it through their eyes
would bring me so much closer
You can do this night after night
EVERYONE LOOKS SO
GOOD FROM HERE
TO WHOM IT MAY
CONCERN
So hold your head up high and know its
not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before you
pack your things and head home
At the end of the road youll find what
youve been longing for
I know cause my feet have the scars to
show
I was lost with vague direction and no
place to call home
Its time for you to press on
This is not your war
Set your sights to North and press on
This is not your escape
Wash away what they thought of you
Because in this place, we're all as good as
dead
...end cycle...
Behind the mask youll find yourself alone
Its not the end of road for you