Besedila: Chevelle. Emotional Drought.

It's possible that the worst
Of the inside
Could take our pencils away
End creating
Can't let the teachers lay waste
Of a new mind
Prevent emotional drought
And watch the pace quicken
Try to never touch
Try to never touch
[Chorus]
Won't keep holding back my conscious
Realize
There's a choice to not end up like you
Not end up like you
Let's turn our wretched debates into action
By diplomacy gain, back a handshake
Tied and unable to tend, to the wounds that were made
So much closer to shame we see but never touch
[bridge]
Search
For
Truth
One more man
Tearing at the throat of
Never dropped as fast as
Coloring the fate of
Is better than the fate of you