Eye for the Feeling - FcK

You’re at the party or you’re chasing it

Looking at her like she’s possessing it

Keys to a private jet

Instead I’ve seen what you get

Is a storage unit

The things you thought you’d love in it

I want, I want‚ I want

I want nothing

Call it depression

I know you know nothing

I’ve seen you here always chasing

Bootstraps

Tarmac

I got my shit to run

I got my shit to run yeah

I got eye for the feeling

Aww look‚ you call me up‚ you miss me now, like what?

I’m not your shrink lose my number, like what?

Thats right‚ I’m done being so polite

You got nothin' for me now the party’s wound up

Keep your come down to yourself, oh like

You just thought I was good for your health

I knew you were a run of thought without reflection

You freaked out in the rooms of imperfection

And Nietsche wished for suffering upon his friends

But for you I wish that you stay sleeping

Hush, I will not wake you‚ hush

I will not wake you, hush

You turned your back now act so surprised

At how mean I’ve gotten

I was out of sight and turned to diamond like

Crushed and cut, now guess what?

I’m hanging up

Bootstraps

Tarmac

I got my shit to run

I got my shit to run yeah

I got eye for the feeling

I got eye

I got eye

I got eye for the feeling

We can’t afford to lose no more like

Powerful people got big from their takings and

I don’t feel noble when my lucks run out

The times run out

My hopes are holding

Out for the ones who’ve got my back

I’m out for the ones who’ve got my back

I’m out for the ones who’ve got my back

I got eye for the feeling

I got eye

I got eye

I got eye for the feeling