Lyrics The Things I Feel - Jaecob

My waist is washed over with weakness
It's unreal the things I feel
The things I feel

Weakness coddles my face
It's wasted on a man without the taste

My waist is washed over with weakness
It's unreal the things I feel

I don't want these thoughts to die
Nor the sadness to subside
It's a desire I can't deny

It certainly is such a sad state of mind
To offer him something he doesn't dare find

My posture is perfect when your present
My waist is washed over with weakness
I wonder if you wonder what I wish
It's unreal the things I feel

My posture is perfect when your present
I wonder if you wonder what I wish

My posture is perfect when your present
My waist is washed over with weakness
I wonder if you wonder what I wish
It's unreal the things I feel