How Does It Feel

I'm used to my things
I'm abusing my things
Pretty whistles and bells
Lovely needles and pins
I should have a cosy place
Food and drinks with great taste
Happy smile on my face
And I think

How does it feel when you
Live here only once, die for all the times
What is it like when you
Make your own choice, speak in a loud voice

Ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow
Ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow

I need to be safe and sound
Having sweet friends around
Keeping me on the ground
I just a face in the crowd
Have no fear no pain
Staying straight in my lane
Breathing, healthy and sane
I wonder

How does it feel when you
Live here only once, die for all the times
What is it like when you
Make your own choice, speak in a loud voice

I sleep and he looks at me
That guy I wanted to be
My hope is a trivial psych
Do you know what is it like
This isn't meant for me
Be fed is better than free
Don't think your freedom is real
I just wonder how does it feel

Ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, hah
Ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow
Ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, hah
Ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, ho-o-ow, hah



Credits
Writer(s): Oleg Botvenko
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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