Feel
Feel
I'm a suspect treat
I'm a rendered splendor
With a nervous strain pain
Gold shifts to blue
So the peach is split
And the vein got hit
Slow down, strip the grip
Change the angle
How are you?
Feel
Fiction
Feel (feel)
Feel
Feel
Feel
Overload, ah
Feel
Tongue wounded by the tongue
Fe-e-e-eel
Feel
Fiction
An-ah
An-ah
An-ah (wake me up-ah)
Feel
Feel
Feel
Overload, ah
Feel
Tongue wounded by the tongue
Feel
Fiction
An-ah
An-ah
An-ah (wake me up-ah)
Move like your eye
Lexize this lie
My drag has a golden gaze
To allude, I deny (feel)
Ah
Feel
Fiction
When I flood this flesh
I will freeze and crash
I will click and clash
'Til the glaze is cracked
In a rush, you shed your scales
Pattering and endless you
Slow down, strip the grip
Change the angle, shift to blue
