Well you bled me out
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just to leave me down
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Weed through no way out
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so much fun to be, around
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Feed your fall, somersault down
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and king the crown
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You've no more searching now
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the jury's out
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until there's nothing more to
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Laugh about
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I want to feel, I want to feel
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I want the anger, the strife, I want to feel
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I want the kill, I want the kill
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I want the anger, the strife, I want the kill
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I want to feel you on the back of my knife
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for the rest of my life I want to, feel
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I want to feel for the shame when I don't say
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your name...
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Always been lost in my own mind
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Can't find the words to explain my side
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What I say, what I do
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Stumbling on your feet, on the right way
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within reach, yet so far away
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Mask been torn, face is looking worn
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from the stage
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I want to feel for the rest of my life
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I want no anger or strife, I want to feel
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I want to kill, for the feel and the thrill
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I want to feel, yeah!
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The Feel
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| Mushroomhead |
