Artic Outcry Wind

I feel uneven, like the bones are pushing right out of my skin

And through my hair I feel the cold air of an arctic outcry wind

I feel unsteady, like another step could throw me to the ground

And laying there I feel the cold stares as the people gather round

I feel emotional, irrational, unbreakable, impossible to please

I feel my finger on the trigger with a sense of urgency

I feel everything and nothing at the same time

Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime?

Or could it even be they share the same mind

As you and I, you and I?

I feel disconnected, like my heart is beating right outside my chest

And try as though I may I can't escape eternal emptiness

I feel completely uncontrollable, untouchable, impossible to reach

I feel my finger on the trigger with a sense of urgency

I feel everything and nothing at the same time

Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime?

Or could it even be they share the same mind

As you and I, you and I?

I feel everything and nothing at the same time

Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime?

Or could it even be they share the same mind

As you and I, you and I?