Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feeler Felt, artist - Kristoff Krane.
Date of issue: 21.05.2012
Song language: English
Feeler Felt |
If I’m just learnin' how to die |
What’s the use of tryna' live |
With religion on my mind |
And some clothes over my skin |
Dinner on my plate and a roof over my head |
When the family down the hill doesn’t even have a fridge |
Ever since I was a kid I had a problem with the fact that |
I had a mom and dad who were supportive in their actions |
They never told me who I was |
So I found out who I am |
Never told me what I had to be |
And so I had a chance |
To take a couple stabs |
Picked a couple scabs |
Ripped a couple masks off and |
Skipped a couple rocks |
Across an ocean that expands |
Further than the eye can see |
If there’s no «I» in Free |
Than the blind man is me |
Please, meet me in the middle class family |
No need for sympathy no need for examining |
Eh, that is if you’re into overlookin' the fact |
That every human has issues. |
(issues) |
No matter what the dealer dealt |
You can never minimize how the other feeler felt |
It’s like I thought so much about what other people had |
That I forgot myself |
How to be gracious for what I have |
That’s what happens when survival needs are more than met |
And your role models warn you bout the world you’re in |
You start thinking about the race that you’re racin' in |
Who you’re runnin' with and exactly what you’re up against |
And I’ve always been the type to take a walk with someone else’s shoes |
Take off runnin' but suddenly don’t know what to do |
It’s like the ground that was once under me |
Is now right in front of me |
And there’s somethin' that I’ve been called to do |
All directions on the path leads straight to hell |
When I pass all my possessions are passed to someone else |
What’s the use of tryna' to change somebody else? |
When I got a trillion cells that are all yellin' for help (help) |
Should I turn to the touch-screen ugly? |
Or confess, come clean and touch reality |
And if I really come down and touch reality |
Is it just real for part of me or real for all of me? |
And if time really does heal wounds |
Than may we all die way too soon… |
Cave men sees straight through these rules |
But can’t explain the tools he uses |
No matter what the dealer dealt |
You can never minimize how the other feeler felt |
It’s like I thought so much about what other people had |
That I forgot myself |
How to be gracious for what I have |
That’s what happens when survival needs are more than met |
And your role models warn you out the world you’re in |
You start thinking about the race that you’re racin' in |
Who you’re runnin' with and exactly what you’re up against |