Текст песни Fear Being Unfelt - Ingrid Witt

You call me a saint but you know I'm a stranger
And willing and able to do what you want
You think I'm a thinker but I'm just a singer
All messy and pretty, just making believe

Boy, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Down to obscurity, don't let me ever be this alone
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Shouldn't be trusting me, I could be making it all up, you know

Out of control
You don't know me
I'm a danger to myself
Out of control
You don't know me
I am fear being unfelt

Boy, you look worried and maybe you should be
'Cause this is a warning that I'm throwing out
'Cause I'm the worst player that ever will play you
Don't mix up sweet words with a girl's sanity

Boy, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Down to obscurity, don't let me ever be this alone
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Shouldn't be trusting me, I could be making it all up, you know

Out of control
You don't know me
I'm a danger to myself
Out of control
You don't know me
I am fear being unfelt

Out of control
You don't know me
I'm a danger to myself
Out of control
You don't know me
I am fear being unfelt

I am fear being unfelt