Lyrics Can You Feel It? - BoyWithUke

Olé, olé, olé, olé, olé, olé
Olé, olé, olé, olé, olé, ol-

Open blinds, but I can't find my way around
I owe it to myself, I got a lot to figure out
Got a knot in my belly, are you sure it's supposed to help me?
It's been long enough to feel it, can you feel it?
Aren't I supposed to feel it now?

Tell me what you're thinking, I don't wanna have to shout
Feel the heavy breathing on my chest and in my mouth
Got two hands around my heart, I don't wanna see myself
Burning bridges when I'm down (hold up, watch my shit)

I'm falling, wondering how to spend my million hours
While you're calling, throwback to my bedroom with no colors
My apartment, got no AC in my room, shoutout Verlaine and Rimbaud
You know what these, hehe, do, aren't I supposed to feel it now?

Tell me what you're thinking, I don't wanna have to shout
Feel the heavy breathing, on my chest and in my mouth
Got two hands around my heart, I don't wanna see myself
Burning bridges when I'm down (hold up, watch my shit)

I'm falling through the corridors, used to the broken flooring
Sorry I'm not sorry for, what? I excuse myself from pouring
Lies straight out my chest, my mess, hardly could even tell a story
Lose me at my best, my next project might be the one that shoots me
(Up, up, up, up)

Then the stars in the sky light my bedroom
Flashing words on the walls and my head too
I'm alive, but I can't live without you
Can't live without you

And the thoughts in my head run in circles
And the sheets on my bed turn to purple
I'm alone, but I know that I won't do
Nothing to hold you back

Nothing to hold you back
Nothing to hold you back

And Berlin, it got so much better (yeah)
So from the bottom of my heart
Thank you, guys, so much for giving me what I have today
Seriously, big round of applause for yourselves

I-I-I-I-I just wanna go to sleep, but I don't know how to keep
Separated from my thoughts, it's become a part of me
If I'm alive at 24, my life is a dichotomy
I don't know what I wanna be, nobody better bother me

I'm sleep-deprived and suicidal, thinking 'bout a lot of things
I know it's in my mind, but sometimes it's just kinda hard to see
Nobody really gives a fuck, it took a bit of time for me
To realize I don't wanna be, I really didn't wanna be

Olé, olé, olé, olé, olé, olé (I don't wanna be, wanna be)
Olé, olé, olé, olé (wanna be, wanna be)