Touch I`ll stand for nothing less Or never stand again These are the limits when one`s buried This body`s left the soul Could we have known Never would I, helped to nail down Careful of drifting off Now losing taste and touch Turning a pale blue leaning in to say This body`s left the soul The brain needs oxygen Can`t sneak around this bait His catacomb has got me by the chin This body`s left the soul
Could we have known Never would I, helped to nail down With nothing to gain Here`s the clincher, this should be you Now saturate [x4] and touch Now saturate [x3], the earth Now saturate [x3], the earth
This happened to be never changing Holding inside, the phobia of you Made cold and crippled, ending it all
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