Here Comes That Feeling
Track B3
[Chorus 1]
Up in the morning
Politely yawning
There's frost on the roof of the car
First cigarette puffs
Gold links in my cuffs
Egg on the shirt of my heart
[Verse 1]
Fingerprint the dust with my name
Squint my eyes to see from my fame
Spot the words that fall from my lines
The deafness hides the light from the blind
[Chorus 2]
Stop starting journey
The road returns me
Back to the world in the evening
The stage rehearsals
Voice on the circles
Blah blah my way to the ceiling
[Verse 2]
I can't see the walls for the chairs
Are there people sitting out there
Feed me with a frown or a laugh
Featureless the faces that ask
[Outro]
Tonight I'm cracking
I'm murder acting
Footlit the visual of my lines
I'll smoke and drink it
I'll eat and think it
Miserable the murder plot unwinds
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