Traci Morgue - Distance

Distance

I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I (E)
I (E)
I (E)
I (E)

Ill tell you once again, bitch its time to go
Tell me what you wanna do to my system
Tired of burning all these motherfucking signals
Tired of the stress, love, its time to let go

Tell me whats my name, I cant seem to tell time
Tell me bout the other side, I dont see sides
I can see the north shore on my sailboat
I see the fucking things that you can't afford

Woah feel my face
Woah I can't feel my face no
Woah I feel my rage
Woah burn down the place

I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I (E)
I (E)
I (E)
I (E)

Why'd you have to let me go, whyd you stand out
Why'd you have to let me live in this place
Let him live
I don't wanna fucking live
I don't wanna fucking live
I don't wanna fucking live

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Writer(s): Mac Derose
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