The Drowning 歌词

Up for three days Up for three days Down under ground for six more Incisions cannot penetrate my feet Tripping, gliding, falling numbly Hands held together with unwanted skin Ripping, hiding calling dumbly You, in houses of mud You, in gutter sleep-love You, born to slaughter-swathed gloves You, dressing daughters and sons Like you - I am broken and fragile Like you - I am tasting my heart for the first time Like you - I am feeding on slumber Like you - I've left my eyes far behind me Down for the count I'm still drowning I'm still drowning The eighth day Sleep, the eighth day Clawed my way back to the first No gentle fingers collapse on my eyes Weeping, prying, struggling blindly There's no sanity standing me back on my feet I'm in an empty room I'm burning books from you I'm lost in bed with you Breaking these mirrors to end all I've seen Like you - I am broken and fragile Like you - I am tasting my heart for the first time Like you - I am feeding on slumber Like you - I've left my eyes far behind me Down for the count I'm still drowning I'm still drowning I'm still drowning