Empty Wells کے بول

I have been so close to death And I have run so far from life Hanging on by a little thread And yelled to try and shush the quiet And my quiet's not gentle In empty wells, oh I'm going through a slow withdrawal 'Cause my pretending had to peel I let it pull so much from me That I had forgotten how to feel And my quiet's not gentle In empty wells, oh And it's a long, long tunnel Oh it's a long way down I'm looking for (I'm looking) Puddles and oceans and anything Tearing me up from the ground And as it turns out I'm alive And as it turns to look at me This little devil man of mire Who said this was my only destiny My quiet's not gentle (not gentle) My quiet's not gentle (not gentle) My quiet's not gentle (not gentle) In empty wells I'm looking for puddles and oceans and anything Looking for puddles and oceans and anything Looking for puddles and oceans