Album: This Type Of Thinking (Could Do Us In) (2004)ClincherI'll stand for nothing less
I'll never stand again
These are the limits when one's buried
This body's left the soul
Well could we have known
Never would I
Helped to nail down
Careful of drifting off
Now losing taste and touch
Turning a pale blue leaning in to say
This body's left the soul
The brain needs oxygen
Can't sneak around this bait
His catacomb has got me by the chin
This body's left the soul
Well could we have known
Never would I
Have helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher
This should be you
Now saturate
And Touch
Now Saturate
The Earth
Well could we have known
Never would I
Have helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher
This should be you
Made cold and crippled
This happened to be me
Never changing
Halting inside
The phobia viewed
Made cold and crippled
Ending it all
Now saturate
