Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Selfish Things
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander James Biro
Songwriter
Andrew Colin Fulk
Songwriter
Layne Putnam
Songwriter
Lyrics
I think I lost myself in the crowd, in the sea
In the quiet faces that sing for me
Yeah, I've closed my eyes, and cut the carob trees
Felt the sun exhale on my shattered being
And I think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming you
Well, I can't find better words to say
A different life but it feels the same
My daughter cries every time I leave home
Am I a circus clown? Am I a drunken thief?
I feed my shadow self, I live in every seed
I still speak in tongues, but I never read
I feel god still pushing, my weathered feet
And I think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, I can't find better words to say
A different life but it feels the same
My daughter cries every time I leave home
I think I'm dying every single day
I see my dreams and now I'm afraid
My daughter cries every time I leave home
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I feel it coming
Well, I can't find better words to say
A different life but it feels the same
My daughter cries every time I leave home
I think I'm dying every single day
I see my dreams and now I'm afraid
My daughter cries every time I leave home
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I, I felt it coming, I
Think I felt it coming I
Writer(s): Alexander Biro, Andrew Fulk, Layne Putnam
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