كلمات Sharp Stone

I'm not good, like a should be God this bad thing, that just won't go away There's a hole, a distant feeling, a hungry pulling Hiding in my soul And my heart, has a veil A sharp stone, cutting me to the bone And my heart, has a veil A sharp stone, cutting me to the bone There is a world, a screaming silence Full of words, and one way conversations Thousand miles, of endless space Dark blue nights, and lonely Sunday mornings And my heart, has a veil A sharp stone, cutting me to the bone And my heart, has a veil A sharp stone, cutting me to the bone And my heart, has a veil A sharp stone, cutting me to the bone And my heart, has a veil A sharp stone, cutting me to the bone Cutting me to the bone