Текст песни Memorial Day

I bet you never though you'd see me scratching at air like an amputee.
So what's left? I've got a head like a trainwreck.
Who's keeping count of the casualties?
Fatigue thrusts its jackhammer fists into my eyes,
but I'm afraid to lie down. Afraid to slow down. Paint It Black - Memorial Day - http://ru.motolyrics.com/paint-it-black/memorial-day-lyrics.html
Afraid to go home. (It's gonna catch up to me…)
I'm tied in knots because of what I'm not and I can't share what I haven't got.
So here's to the skinned knees and sutured hearts.
Here's to the unhappy endings and all the false starts