Illy - Feel Something paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Feel Something - Illy



Freed by the feeling, losing all control//
Across star systems, bottomless soul//
Its rock and roll baby it never gets old//
And the jumps only as far as how tight your holding on//
So let it breathe let it build//
Future is meaningless, realitys killed//
Take the breaks off, let the thoughts spill//
Technicoloured words, luminescent fills//
And this feels like heaven to me//
And the beats like the prettiest sound tyouve ever seen//
Define clarity, redefine gravity//
Kiss the sky, flirt with insanity
Just some thoughts for the mind//
Conceptualise brain patterns in a rhyme//
Ha, and were doing just fine//
Living life one deep breath at a time//
Cause I′m just trying to make you feel something
Each thought like a jolt, each sense gone numb//
We feel nothing and everything at once//
Synchronised madness, the children of the sun//
Setting fire to their temples, whatever may come//
You cant make sense of the chaos//
So close to meaning, still such a way off//
Rise and decline//
Blinded by truth, our eyes tell us lies//
Sleep beneath hypercoloured skies//
Brain stems legs, reality would amputate//
The greatest thoughts here captivate//
Then crystallise, then evaporate//
Its all in how you let it go//
Awake in the dream, we ebb with the flow//
So stay tuned for the next episode//
Lets find how deep this rabbithole goes//
Cause I'm just trying to make you feel something
Any grasp of reality left behind//
Embrace life in precious time we given//
See the starlight shine in the distance//
The path of least resistance, leave a sense//
Of content in the minute, comfort in here and now//
Build it up just to tear it down//
Forge bonds that never were//
But till daybreak saboteurs arrive to fray shattered nerves //
Let the warmth rush over me, course through my veins//
Thoughts caught in webs we create//
You wont remember the date//
But the sensation lasts after memories fade//
No regret, no remorse//
Overwhelmed without cause, but you gotta let it//
Run its course//
Feels like an immovable object struck with unstoppable force//
But its just trying to make you feel something



Writer(s): Landon Mark, Murray Alasdair David George, Enston John Newbold


Illy - The Chase
Album The Chase
date de sortie
29-10-2010




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