Awaken ****** feelings again, and I’m upset with myself
Await contestable screenings ahead with open wit

A little health as: what if I retain something?
You’re standing in close discussion, not knowing my sins

The breaking matched with the healing in step, they slowly stretch a rubber band
Making odds of the dealing at hand, and then pretend it’s alright

I’m not a man or a pig in a fight
Maybe I’ll wait by the road, that’s where the passersby go
Just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight a feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling

Home, some time alone
Alone, some time alone
Time alone, some time alone

Awaken ancient appealings again, and I’m upset with myself
A fated crack in the sealing of them. The former wept,

the latter fell so sick in such an act
I’m resting well, like it’s not the best that’ll ever happen

Away this temper concealment in pen, the white and red should make a bet
Awaken ****** feelings again, so I’m upset

And I can’t tell how happy I feel in trust,
But I’m still thinking a bit about it, the battered body
Just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling

Home, some time alone
Time alone, some time alone
Alone, some time alone