Chevelle - The Clincher (Version 103

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 I'm driftin' off Now losin' taste and touch Turnin' a pale blue leanin' 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 With nothing to gain Here's the clincher This should be you

Made cold and crippled This happened to be Never changin' Holdin' inside Oh yeah, it still couldn't change 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