Zuma

Why the feeling in the room Creeping on Loud Why the feeling in the room Creeping on Loud Why the feeling in the room Creeping on Loud Why the feeling in the room Creeping on Loud When you sober I feel the most I hold a toast I'm fucking poured Out of my mind One step take it back now slow You and me that's a no go Walking through the ice and cold To find my feelings getting frozen Springtime to summertime always on my mind Wash park Then dark till we find I'm trynna be someone else I'm just trynna love myself My shoes got 3 holes and well I fell while falling for you hell I need a little time Looking at the posters in my room it's a sign Feeling like all 3 mikes I'm combined Wanna feel something right Wanna feel something wrong Wanna feel anything Wishing I can feel Maybe give it Another moment and I peel back And I might Feel like I Fly Feel like I Got something in my eye I think it's what I like Feelings come alive I just wanna feel Anything I wanna feel Anything oh Wanna hug wanna kiss Wanna touch wanna punch Wanna slug wanna feel like I can feel like Wanna hug wanna kiss Wanna touch wanna punch Wanna slug wanna feel like I can feel like