Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel Something, artist - Kyd the Band. Album song Season 1: The Intro, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 11.06.2020
Record label: Kyd The Label
Song language: English
Feel Something |
| Sold my car to pay the rent |
| Sure’d be nice to drive again |
| Guess sometimes you got to walk the road |
| There’s a young girl next to me |
| Talking 'bout her therapy |
| Must be nice to have a way to cope |
| Our family wonders why we’re so distant |
| 'Cause our priorities are so different |
| We just wanna feel something |
| That «come-up» type of «real» something |
| Yeah, we just wanna feel something tonight |
| Brushing off the cynical |
| I’m deaf to all the critical |
| Voices screaming that our hands are tied |
| Their faces sour, call it lemonade |
| 'Cause me and my friends play a different game |
| We just wanna feel something |
| That «come-up» type of «real» something |
| Yeah, we just wanna feel something tonight |
| Doctor gave me codeine, but I prescribe my dosing |
| Faking a cough, pop the lid off till I don’t even know me |
| That kid got potential, but he’s not affluential |
| Reality-checks and credit card debts |
| Tell me how to grow up |
| I sit and wonder why we’re so different |
| Make no apology for this distance |
| We just wanna feel something |
| That «come-up» type of «real» something |
| Yeah, we just wanna feel something tonight |
| Brushing off the cynical |
| I’m deaf to all the critical |
| Voices screaming that our hands are tied |
| Their faces sour, call it lemonade |
| 'Cause me and my friends play a different game |
| We just wanna feel something |
| That «come-up» type of «real» something |
| Yeah, we just wanna feel something tonight |
| I’m scared my face is getting numb |
| Someone run and tell my mom |
| I’m scared my face is getting numb |
| Someone run and tell my mom |
| We just wanna feel something |
| That «come-up» type of «real» something |
| Yeah, we just wanna feel something tonight |
| Brushing off the cynical |
| I’m deaf to all the critical |
| Voices screaming that our hands are tied |
| Their faces sour, call it lemonade |
| 'Cause me and my friends play a different game |
| We just wanna feel something |
| That «come-up» type of «real» something |
| Yeah, we just wanna feel something tonight |