10 db - ButterFingers

I have feelings never touch never cast
I have friends that always think never count
I have something to refuse not the sound
I have brain cells not a mess be my guest
Everyday is the same as anyday
I fall down to a beatiful battleground
I have choices one's disgrace one's rip off
Ever thought to bring it round to the crowd
Together we stand if no sound we could fall
And we feel the same today