Feel کے بول

Now where do we go from here ? I think it's near this time But this road is sick - down on a lost hope this time The water was cold , liquid pain twisting through my veins I laugh , i drown And filter out the hysterical sound If it's how you feel - i won't tell a soul If it's how you feel then life is running wild and free I won't tell a soul Alone again for what you owed me To wake in a show-reel Tonight i'm lost and caged in space - the longing before the low Last time the idea was sold - the world - organic soul , the initial freakshow And if you don't like that much , i'm sorry i'm here And we're decaying Losing ground fast Reaching out again to your heartless face You fucking pointless man Give it a little time and a little space Reaching out again to your heartless face