Текст Funeral For A Friend – Pencil Pusher

Pass the fists and I’m pacified
I can hear the dogs bark behind the house
Clean sheets and an empty head
Salt in the wound

Chorus:
I don’t feel anything
You don’t mean anything
When there’s nothing, regret nothing

Just a momentary lapse of judgement
I said something I should have kept to myself
And thought this over
I should think things over

Chorus

Sometimes I feel buried beneath the skin
Beneath these bones
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever feel so alone

Chorus