Feeling
Uh, uh, yeah, I had a feeling, I was done, now I'm bleeding
I'm so startled, I'm wheezing, and now, whoa
Yeah, I had a feeling that I was gunning and killing
The friendships that I've been building, and now, whoa
I had a feeling I was exhausted, and now I'm slowly depleting
And now, whoa, I, pray it's the weekend, so I can go and smoke weed
And proceed to drown in the deep end, and now, whoa
I'm going to bed, danger ahead, but I'm already dead, and now, whoa
Yeah, I had a dream, no Luther King, I'm still ready to swing
And now, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, wow, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, the feeling that I get
It's every time that I seem to go to bed
I'm not ready for the night, and I, don't know how to stop it
This feeling that I'm helpless got me feeling out of pocket
The demons speaking want my eyes to be put out my sockets
The voices calling for a milf, they want someone like Bonnie Locket
I'm contradicting myself
The thoughts are weighing me down to be honest
So now I'm left with no honours and I'm waiting for death as promised
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm so startled, I'm wheezing, and now, whoa
Yeah, I had a feeling that I was gunning and killing
The friendships that I've been building, and now, whoa
I had a feeling I was exhausted, and now I'm slowly depleting
And now, whoa, I, pray it's the weekend, so I can go and smoke weed
And proceed to drown in the deep end, and now, whoa
I'm going to bed, danger ahead, but I'm already dead, and now, whoa
Yeah, I had a dream, no Luther King, I'm still ready to swing
And now, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, wow, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, the feeling that I get
It's every time that I seem to go to bed
I'm not ready for the night, and I, don't know how to stop it
This feeling that I'm helpless got me feeling out of pocket
The demons speaking want my eyes to be put out my sockets
The voices calling for a milf, they want someone like Bonnie Locket
I'm contradicting myself
The thoughts are weighing me down to be honest
So now I'm left with no honours and I'm waiting for death as promised
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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