Part III - Crumb

The color of my face, it changes by day

But when the cold comes through it washes away

I wanna paint it so that it stays the same

The blood inside me is a dark purple shade

I feel it coming, don’t know where it can stay

My eyes so cloudy almost every day

Wish I could speak, but I have nothing to say

All I can show you is this piece of mine

I waste my time in the morning and evening

Caught in a feeling

I lost my mind looking up at the ceiling

It’s just a feeling

It’s just a feeling

It’s just a feeling

It’s just a feeling

You can spend the day, you can always

Spend the day, ooh

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

It’s just a feeling

It’s just a feeling