Woorden: Flotsam And Jetsam. Drift. Empty Air.

Feeling shell shocked
Barbed wire, I'm torn apart
Warheads dead ends, parties only we attend
The runaround, out of ground
Your goddamned sympathy wears me down

I've spent my life
Reaching out to empty air
Seeking faster all the time
But no one seems to care

Concrete breaks my fall
Troubles, ten stories tall
Sunshine, I can't sleep
Just like my life on TV
Church bells drown me out
My ears ring your favorite sound

I've spent my life
Reaching out to empty air
Seeking faster all the time
But no one seems to care

Clench my fists to strands
That really don't exist
I try not to fool myself
But still I can't resist
I can't resist

I've spent my life
Reaching out to empty air
Seeking faster all the time
But no one seems to care

Clench my fists to strands
That really don't exist
I try not to fool myself
But still I can't resist

Blood born my loss
Nailed to more than just a cross
Driven hard, brick fence
My twenty first second chance

Shell shocked, barbed wire
Warheads, your god damned sympathy
Concrete ten stories tall
Ten stories tall, ten stories tall

Feeling shell shocked
Empty air
Empty air