Six short weeks have come to pass Since the patient landed on the sun Now things have changed Life is giving away to good times These are the good times A triviality tells me something's not right He keeps his righteous shell To keep from hell
{Inside he rots, inside he knows He'll forget so he can carry on}
Inside he rots, inside he knows He'll forget so he can carry on If the rot stays slim, he'll let worms lie Just so he can cope tonight
{Inside he rots, inside he knows He'll forget so he can carry on}
At all costs he will avoid the bloody confrontation But he must awaken the guilt beast that brews inside
{Inside he rots, inside he knows He'll forget so he can carry on}
Averse to do battle with the worm's nest of pride He's chosen consolation over real freedom Averse to do battle with the worm's nest of pride Consolation over freedom
From novel to habitual This distance is intentional Further from the sun The cold makes him go numb
The patient can't bear to see what he's invited to live inside of him
This is how we go numb This is how we all go numb We let sleeping worms lie This is how we go numb (x2) We let sleeping worms lie This is how we go numb (x2) We let sleeping worms lie This is how we all go numbTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
