Texty: Portishead. Third. We Carry On.

The taste of life I can't describe
It's choking on my mind
Reaching out I can't believe
The faith it can't decide

On and on, I carry on
But underneath my mind
And on and on I tell myself
It's this I can't disguise

Oh, can't you see
Holding on to my heart I bleed the taste of life?

The pace, the time, I can't survive
It's grinding down the view
Breaking out which way to choose
A choice I can't renew

On and on, I carry on
But underneath my mind
And on and on I tell myself
It's this I can't disguise

Oh, can't you see
Holding on to my heart I bleed?
No place is safe
Can't you see the taste of life?