Conscience Songtext
von The 113

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 this corpse where I'm stationed in
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
The 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, I′m not quite