Letras
Feeling under my skin
Creeping in
Like I suffered a pinched nerve
Lay it out on the table
Contemplating if it's something I deserve
Consumed and now the chemical inside
Is something that I can't ignore
'Cause the man dressed in white
He's been glowing
Since the start of the encore
Now I begin to play
My favourite game
As my brain starts to wander
Selling conversations
To teetotalers I got it from my father
Though I'm loaded up like a gun
Morning will come with
Dust in the chamber
Lying awake thinking
I can't shake this feeling off of me
Ooohh don't think I've ever felt weaker
And I admit
Ooohh I should have started my healing
Oh but I can't run from the feeling
I hope you show up
Even though I said enough
It don't mean shit
I hope you're begging me
To keep your teeth gripping
'Til we taste the blood dripping down my lip
Though the conversation was stale
At night I still hear your nails on my bed post
It's convincing me that
I can't shake this feeling off of me
I've been waiting oh so patiently
Ooohh don't think I've ever felt weaker
And now I'm in
Ooohh the yellow pages for preachers
And it's so hard to commit
Ooohh to tie it off while you're bleeding
And I admit
Ooohh I should have started my healing
Oh but I can't run from the feeling
Ooohhh I can't run I can't run
Oh no no no no no no no
I can't shake this feeling off of me
I've been waiting oh so patiently
Ooohh don't think I've ever felt weaker
And now I'm in
Ooohh the yellow pages for preachers
And it's so hard to commit
Ooohh to tie it off while you're bleeding
Yeah and I admit