Lyric A Letter From Prison
Sometimes I wonder torn between my heart,
Torn between my heart and my mind.
And I feel my body to see if I m in,
If I m in tune with what I find.
But I don t know how to feel.
And I don t know what to feel,
Anymore.
Anymore.
Wanna be the decision-cision
Kill free things. I feel a difference inside.
I m a boy who s so sick of searching.
Maybe there s a heaven nearby.
So should I let these thoughts out,
Or should I let you in?
Its so easy to be alone.
Look within.
Will I find home?
I just don t know
How to feel.
Feel
How to feel
How to feel
Feel
Feeling so afraid like I am stuck here,
Like I am stuck here and can t move.
I like to watch the sunsets lighting the warm colors.
The warmth it blinds the truth.
But I don t know how to feel, don t.
And I don t know what to feel anymore.
I keep on hurting myself.
Tearing off the skin, I let it burn at the touch.
What I ve lived, what I ve learned
Though it may be the truth, truth it hurts.
When we have something inside that no motherfucker will touch.
No I won t think like you.
If I did what am I trying to prove?
I just don t know...
I just don t know how to feel.
I just don t know what to feel anymore.
Torn between my heart and my mind.
And I feel my body to see if I m in,
If I m in tune with what I find.
But I don t know how to feel.
And I don t know what to feel,
Anymore.
Anymore.
Wanna be the decision-cision
Kill free things. I feel a difference inside.
I m a boy who s so sick of searching.
Maybe there s a heaven nearby.
So should I let these thoughts out,
Or should I let you in?
Its so easy to be alone.
Look within.
Will I find home?
I just don t know
How to feel.
Feel
How to feel
How to feel
Feel
Feeling so afraid like I am stuck here,
Like I am stuck here and can t move.
I like to watch the sunsets lighting the warm colors.
The warmth it blinds the truth.
But I don t know how to feel, don t.
And I don t know what to feel anymore.
I keep on hurting myself.
Tearing off the skin, I let it burn at the touch.
What I ve lived, what I ve learned
Though it may be the truth, truth it hurts.
When we have something inside that no motherfucker will touch.
No I won t think like you.
If I did what am I trying to prove?
I just don t know...
I just don t know how to feel.
I just don t know what to feel anymore.