The Clincher Lyrics - Stray Arrows - A Collection Of Favorites - Chevelle

Touch 

I'll stand for nothing less 

Or never stand again 

These are the limits when one's buried 

This body's left the soul 

Could we have known 

Never would I, helped to nail down 

Careful of drifting off 

Now losing taste and touch 

Turning a pale blue leaning in to say 

This body's left the soul 

The brain needs oxygen 

Can't sneak around this bait 

His catacomb has got me by the chin 

This body's left the soul 

Could we have known 

Never would I, helped to nail down 

With nothing to gain 

Here's the clincher, this should be you 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

And touch 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

The earth 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

The earth 

Could we have known 

Never would I, helped to nail down 

With nothing to gain 

Here's the clincher, this should be you 

This happened to be never changing 

Holding inside, 

The phobia made cold and crippled, ending it all 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

The earth 

Now saturate 

Now saturate 

Now saturate