I FEEL THE PAIN
TO TEST MY SKIN
I CAN'T FEEL ANYONE
WE FEEL NO SHAME
THE LYING ONES
WE CAN'T TOUCH ANYONE
SOUR CATS ACROSS MY BACK AND
PULL THAT MUSCLE DOWN
ONE MORE CHANCE AROUSED IN BLACK AND PULL THAT MUSCLE DOWN
SNARE ME ENOUGH
TO CARE TONIGHT
SPARE ME A LITTLE
CARE LITTLE WRONG
WRONG, WRONG, WRONG
I FEEL NO LOVE
PRETEND IT'S FUN
THE CYNIC'S HEART HANGS NUMB
WE FEEL NO PAIN
AVOID THE SUN
I CAN'T TOUCH ANYONE
SOUR CATS ACROSS MY BACK AND
PULL THAT MUSCLE DOWN
ONE MORE CHANCE AROUSED IN BLACK AND PULL THAT MUSCLE DOWN
SNARE ME ENOUGH
TO CARE TONIGHT
SPARE ME A LITTLE
CARE LITTLE WRONG
WRONG, WRONG, WRONG
I JUST WAIT FOR SOMETHING NEW TO FEEL
Written by
Steven Gullett
copyright 1996