It is numb
The pain is numb right now
On your thumb
You imagine a sword-fish
It's the most precious tattoo
To see it born, then bleached
But yours got born, already departed
You swim around in the deep
No one there to watch you but the pirates
And all around is salty water
And in your head it's all over
'Cause the faller has already drowned
And you don't have a living soul
Your loneliness of sharp edges
And a captured heart is nor dead or alive
It's all over you...