The Feel

Well, you bled me out

Just to leave me down
I want to kill for the feel and the thrill
I want to feel, yeah
Weed through no way out
I want to feel you on the back of my knife
For the rest of my life I want to feel
I want to feel for the shame when I don't say your name

Feed your fall (feed your fall)
A summersault down (a summersault down)
And king the crown
You've no more searching now (no more searching now)
The jury's out (the jury's out)
Until there's nothing more to laugh about

I want to feel, I want to feel
I want the anger, the strife, I want to feel
I want the kill, I want the kill
I want the anger, the strife, I want the, the kill, yeah

I want to feel you on the back of my knife
For the rest of my life, I want to feel
I want to feel for the shame when I don't say your name

Always been lost in my own mind
Can't find the words to explain my side
What I say, what I do

Stumbling on your feet, on the right way
Within reach yet so far away
Mask been torn, face is looking worn from the stage

I want to feel for the rest of my life
I want no anger or strife, I want to feel
I want to kill for the feel and the thrill
I want to feel, yeah

I want to feel for the rest of my life
I want no anger or strife, I want to feel
I want to kill for the feel and the thrill
I want to feel, yeah