lyrics
Find me face down, gone off the deep end.
Find me among the living dead.
Buried in my bed by dusty cobwebs,
drifting overhead, like gossamer threads.
Like gossamer, gossamer threads.
I want to feel good,
I want to feel good,
Want to remember how to feel good,
Feel so fucking good.
I want to feel good.
Find me face down, outside your front door.
Find me, fuck me so I'm not bored.
Kiss away the aches of walking away.
Piss away the days with me, lethargic and drained.
I want to feel good,
I want to feel good,
Want to remember how to feel good,
Feel so fucking good.
I want to feel good,
Don't I deserve to?
Show me how to feel good,
Feel so fucking good.
There's no affection here, no, no sympathetic ear, just a mechanical soul made from rusted gears. There's no affection here.
It's like screaming underwater;
Getting by is just holding my breath.
Could I be the brick through the pane of glass,
Not the man with the spine like a blade of grass?
There's no affection, there's no affection,
There's no affection here at all.
There's no affection,
There's no affection here at all.
I want to feel good,
I want to feel good,
Want to remember how to feel good,
Feel so fucking good.
I want to feel good,
Don't I deserve to?
Show me how to feel good,
Feel so fucking good.
credits
from
morna,
released August 30, 2019
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