Feeling numb; wincing at; time falling through.
With my back; to your back; trusting all of you.

But I hear this song
It keeps looping on
But I hear this song
It keeps looping on.

Oh buddy, I can't say it now but this rhythm's calling out.
To me.
Keep it coming, I can hear it now that it's dull and loud.  Numbing.

A single note of a broken string, single note of a brok-

Feeling numb; wincing at; time falling through since when
With my back; to your back?trusting that I know of you.

But this rhythm goes around keeps looping on
But this rhythm goes around looping on.

Oh fellow, I don't know but this rhythm is calling out
Do I trust it? Oh trust it?
Do I let it loop around?

I feel it coming, ringing in my brain. Patterns of banging drums. It's numbing, and I can't feel my self n-

I feel a bit disgruntled.
I feel as if I met doom.
Who am I, who are you?
I feel something banging on.

Dilapidated. Broken string. A hint of sadness. Some broken strings. A song of darkness, for a broken king. A rhythm of the obscene. Some broken kings.

A tune of sorrow. A shattered glass. Do I trust it? Or shall I pass?

Some broken strings, some broken kings. Some strings king, some obsce-