In the pulse all feels too steady 
And everything moves in sync 
It doesn't come from the corpse of mankind 
Where the heartbeat is weak 
Overcome by waves of doubt 
And the wind cuts deep 
My voice is so small I can't shout 
Lost in the drifting stares 
Until I wear my own 
And I'm drowning 
In the grey city 
The walls close in on you 
Or seem too thin 
Every shame you hide dragged into the light 
The words taste bitter on their lips 
Overcome by the waves of doubt 
And thewind cuts deep 
My voice so smallI can't shout 
Lost in the drifting stares 
Until I wear my own 
And I'm drowning 
All around the pain is on our face 
But we've forgot how to relate 
It's like underwater you breathe the best 
You can't recall how you should think