歌词
I was dragged awake all scathed and faceless
And clearly my eyelids had lost their patience
And fallen strung out all restless and weightless
I'm never quite sure of this corpse where I'm stationed
And it seems the sunlight has just about missed my skin
In this otherwise fully-lit padded cell I'm living in
The creatures have witnessed just enough to report my sins
Whispered in an ear through a cupped hand afraid and grim
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
Where my conscience lies
Walls form cracks that reveal themselves at first light
Shown by the slits from the broken half closed blinds
A snap string falls down leading to a pair of whites
Lay there cradling the remnants of a good night
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure where my conscience lies
And I'm not quite sure, and I'm not quite