Condenser Lyrics - Tip - Finger Eleven

Felt the best that I could feel censored every memory 

Give me yours so I can feed mine 

Anywhere but far away, can't be what you meant to say 

I won't miss you in the meantime 

All jokes aside you should decide 

If it pleases or pains you 

You should be allowed but you were beat out 

So nothing can save you 

Closing up into the end, try to start it up again 

A lower voice and tired heart beats 

Take away the self esteem, force it through to get relief 

Taking everything that I need 

Spirits all keep coming down 

Come around with answers, I'll cut my teeth in slivers 

You're up and gone and senseless 

Broken open your abscess