Текст песни Numb - Sam Brookes

At my worst I'm a terrorist of love
At my best I'm the king of compassion
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right

Oh where is my love
For I won't be coming home tonight

In a maze of indecision
And a drought of action in the mind
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right

Oh where is my love
Does she think of me in the dead of the night
Oh where is my love
For I won't be coming home tonight

Dawn sings a coolness to me
Says the sun is coming for you and me
Our dreams will all unfold
Pick the thread up and sow sow sow
Sow sow sow sow sow sow

From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see mee right

Oh where is my love
Does she think of me in the dead of the night
Oh where is my love
For I won't be coming home tonight