Rubble by The Usual Lyrics

Feet fall silent and rest in their best fashion. Goddamn, it hurts--the pain in my gut, the pain in my throat. Well these pains are just hands clenching my insides. Let it lie where it is. Let it be motionless. Let the dust collect, let the new wounds breathe. Let the dust collect, let the new wounds bleed. Just give it time. Some time to heal