intouchwithrobots in the rain

Tell me one more time
What is left behind
I'm tearing through my mind
Nothing makes me feel good


I can’t feel a thing


I’m scrubbing at my skin
To wash away the sins
It’s rotting from within




I’m wandering in the rain
And screaming out your damn name
It's too late


There is one more thing
Buried deep within
Underneath my skin
Nothing makes me feel good


Nothing makes me feel good
Nothing makes me feel good
I can’t feel


I’m scrubbing at my skin
To wash away the sins
It’s rotting from within




I’m wandering in the rain
And screaming out your damn name
It's too late