Tekstovi: Tallman. Beneath The Killing Floor.

trying to shed my skin
I crawl back through the womb again
the pieces shattered
I'm falling further from the truth
pay no attention
to the man above the room
I'll break the tension
he won't get his hands on you
just a distraction
the contradiction's coming true

I've looked around and in between
I've looked for love and all I've seen
is nothing, nothing
nothing pure and nothing clean
an empty borrowed broken dream
it's nothing, nothing

the fear is setting in
shackled to a plastic grin
my anchor's scattered

I'm drifting out into the blue
pay no attention
to the man above the room

I've looked around and in between
I've looked for love and all I've seen
is nothing, nothing
nothing pure and nothing clean
an empty borrowed broken dream
it's nothing, nothing

fading
cause I can't stand no more
beneath the killing floor