The Clincher letra

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

Could we have known
Never would I, helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher, this should be you

This happened to be never changing
Holding inside
The phobia made cold and crippled, ending it all

Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth

Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate