Signal Paroles

False drama weakens the grip
As all consciousness begins to slip
Amnesia assists my trickery
I'll lead you inside to see the workings of a frail device
Constructed with no use

One hand on the door
One cracks a whip
I feel nothing
I still feel nothing
I feel nothing...

You can't give it to me it's something i must retreive
You can't show it to me it's something i have to see
I can't hear it calling me
I can't hear it call

Grown into a suit of scars
But i'll inflict one more
If i can't feel the pain I need a slap to wake me
But soon the sting will subside
I need some death to feel alive
Gimme some death to feel alive
I need some death to feel alive

One hand on the door
One cracks a whip
I feel nothing
I still feel nothing
I feel nothing...

You can't give it to me it's something i must retreive
You can't show it to me it's something i have to see
I can't hear it calling me
I can't hear it call

Can't...
Feel...
No more...
Nothing...

I'm...
Destroyed...

I feel nothing
I still feel nothing

You can't give it to me it's something i must retreive
You can't show it to me it's something i have to see