Songtexte The Clincher - Chevelle

Touch

I'll stand for nothing less

Or never stand again
These are the limits when one's buried
This body's left the soul

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

Could we have known?
Never would I
Helped to nail down

With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher
This should be you

Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
And touch

Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth

Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth

Well, could we have known?
Never would I
Helped to nail down (I'll stand for nothing less)

With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher
This should be you (made cold and crippled)
This happened to be
Never changing

Holding inside (or never stand again)
The phobia viewed
Made cold and crippled
Ending it all

Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate