The Feel

Well you bled me out

just to leave me down

Weed through no way out

so much fun to be, aroundFeed your fall, somersault down

and king the crown

You've no more searching now

the jury's out

until there's nothing more to

Laugh aboutI want to feel, I want to feel

I want the anger, the strife, I want to feel

I want the kill, I want the kill

I want the anger, the strife, I want the kill

I want to feel you on the back of my knife

for the rest of my life I want to, feel

I want to feel for the shame when I don't say

your name...Always been lost in my own mind

Can't find the words to explain my side

What I say, what I do

Stumbling on your feet, on the right way

within reach, yet so far away

Mask been torn, face is looking worn

from the stage