Well, you bled me out
Just to leave me down
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 you
I want to feel for the shame when I don't say
Your name
Feed your fall, somersault down
And king the crown
You've no more searching now
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
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
Writer(s): Richard Thomas, Steve Felton, Thomas Schmitz, Jeff Hetrick, John Kilcoyne, Dave Felton, Waylon R Reavis, Jeffrey L Hatrix, Richard T Thomas
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