Well it's just a feeling, it's getting deep.
Drill inside of all of us, over us.
But it's something that is killing me.
I can sense it in all of us, getting inside of us.
We see like them but without the cloud.
The currency is speaking loud for them.
And they're falling out.
The water's down, it's all about.
Well I gave it up, I gave it all, giving what's inside of my blood.
Never enough.
But it's just a bluff to see us through, until we try reaching out.
And breaking out.
We still pretend that we're breaking out.
The currency does not allow for every time we stood our ground.
On our knees all falling down.
Well it's just a feeling, it's getting deep.
Drill inside of all of us, over us.
But it's something that is killing me.
I can sense it in all of us, getting inside of us.