di S.Anderson, S.Anderson, Beddoa, Black, Jackett
FINGER ELEVEN
Something has stuck in underneath my skin
Eyes all looking in for something within
Somewhere in here
Now everything I say gives this all away
Senses deadened again
Nothing lives today
Not in here
Here in your head
Careful what you’re feeling on the inside
You should try to remember
The good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?