Letto - Insensitive lyrics

A silent move that we make When we awake Oh no My conscience Come and going come and go A troubled mind and twisted hand We use everytime this everytime... All the sentimental feeling That sometimes makes our heart burning We surrender to a strong desire Ignorant to the needs of other Little whisper of little voices That calls when we make desperate choices Are we that oblivious? So insensitive So many choices to be made So little time to decide So little guilt on our side