That Feeling

That feeling I wear it like a face Keep it for occasions when A feeling can't be traced That feeling Crushed between your legs Dreaming in the soil for now Caress to be misled Then a whip cracked off your smile And I noticed that you were waiting for me Alone, 'cause it's a vice I'm told it's not enough to give you Every, every, every, everything but time That feeling Swept across your cheeks I don't remember calling in for An upset, jealous streak That feeling Oh, changed my foolish mind It's stranger than a vision of Of strangers who combine Then a whip cracked off your smile And I noticed that you were waiting for me Alone, 'cause it's a vice Come down off your cross, I'll give you Every, every, every, everything but time That feeling That's yours That feeling That's yours That feeling That feeling That's yours