Conor Oberst
Sledge Winston and the Element of Surprise
Lost all of the feeling in my lower body
Searching for my pulse, but it's not there
Metaphysic content has trapped all of my emotions
I hope I can break this and decompose
And decompose in peace, in peace, in peace
Little peace
Little peace
Little peace
You're waiting for my reaction
But you're not going to get one
You're waiting for some sign of consciousness
I'm waiting for my reaction
But I can never find one
Because all I ever feel is this unstoppable numbness
This numbness
This numbness
This numbness
Do not be discouraged from this lack of feeling
Trailing you in assumptions the sad shape
Because although there's no anger to fill your disposition
Numbness is just something you can't take
You can't take
You can't take
And I can't take
I'm waiting for my reaction
But I can never find one
I'm waiting for some sign of consciousness
You're waiting for my reaction
But you will never get one
Because all I ever feel is this unstoppable numbness
This numbness
This numbness
This numbness