Feeling You - Harrison Storm

Heard you got a heart, let me see Heard you got a heart, let me see I need you to split that thing with me Yeah, I need you to split that thing with me, girl Heard you're skipping meals, losing sleep Well, I've been doing the same honestly, yeah Well, I look like a fucking walking corpse, girl Say the words, "R.I.P." 'cause My tolerance is going up And I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah And I've been abusing drugs I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah I need you to show me love 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah I need you to ride me harder when we fuck 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling, whoa I'm getting numb to the feeling I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah I'm getting numb to the feeling Yeah, I'm getting numb to the feeling, whoa I need you to show me love 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah My tolerance is going up And I'm getting numb to the feeling Yeah, I heard you get drunk every weekend, no I heard you and your friends have been geekin' out, yeah Don't freak them out, the weed is loud, yeah The weed is loud, yeah Don't you get 'em in the brains, girl Dropped from heaven, now we're in the plains, girl Hide up in them trees, like I, like I mean it, yeah, oh My tolerance is going up And I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah And I've been abusing drugs I'm getting numb to the feeling, whoa I need you to show me love 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling I need you to ride me harder when we fuck 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling, whoa I'm getting numb to the feeling Yeah, I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah I'm getting numb to the feeling I'm getting numb to the feeling My tolerance is going up And I'm getting numb to the feeling, whoa, shit I need you to see me, love 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm getting, I'm getting, I'm getting numb, babe Look what you done, babe You were the one Yeah, you were the one, baby Mamacita saw the reaper She been weepin', sleeping She been sleeping Popping Xannies every weekend, it's a depend Find me on the deep end, I don't need friends I've been swimmin', swimmin', I got steep ends I don't really care about your life if you ain't talking money get the fuck away, yeah 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling I need you to show me love 'Cause I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah My tolerance is going up I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah I need you to ride me harder when we fuck 'Cause I'm gettin' numb, babe, yeah I'm getting, I'm getting, I'm getting numb to the feeling I'm getting numb to the feeling I'm getting, I'm getting numb to the feeling, yeah I'm getting numb to the feeling I'm getting, I'm getting numb to the feeling What is you feeling? See what you did there? Yeah I'm getting numb to the feeling, whoa Yeah, yeah I'm getting, I'm getting, I'm getting numb, oh I'm getting numb, babe

Will you forgive me if I'm coming off a little bit obtuse? Well it's been a minute now, since I have had to tell the truth I know, I can I won't Suppose I thought that by this moment I would have it figured out But instead, I tend to spend my days consumed by seeds of doubt I know, I can I won't Oh, darlin' it goes on and on, and on Always forever 'til I'm barely holdin' on End of my tether, and I know it won't be long It won't be long 'til it's gone So here's to my beautiful life That seems to leave me so unsatisfied No sense of self, but self-obsessed I'm always trapped inside my fucking head On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on Said, "Thought I'd be happier somehow If you were wondering how I'm feeling now" I try to tell myself my best days are the ones that lie ahead But I'm always looking back on things I wish I'd never said I know, I can I won't Oh, darlin' it goes on and on, and on Always forever 'til I'm barely holdin' on End of my tether, and I know it won't be long It won't be long 'til it's gone So here's to my beautiful life That seems to leave me so unsatisfied No sense of self, but self-obsessed I'm always trapped inside my fucking head On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on Said, "Thought I'd be happier somehow If you were wondering how I'm feeling now" I won't lie, I'm a mess, yeah But I'll get there, and no I won't lie, I'm a mess, yeah But I'll get there So here's to my beautiful life It seems to leave me so unsatisfied No sense of self, but self-obsessed I'm always trapped inside my fucking head On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on Said, "Thought I'd be happier somehow If you were wondering how I'm feeling now"

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour