I feel fine
I feel finite
Just give me 14,000 volts
And I'll feel more
I'll feel mortal
No prayers can keep this tub afloat
Skimmed out like pebbles cross the deep Aegean sea
A land that has no word for blue
I feel you
I feel useless
I guess you should feel useless, too
Beautiful but pretty useless too
I feel me
I feel meagre
Sweet consigliere, what's the score? What's the score?
'Cos I feel free
I feel freakish
Won't wear your mask and cape no more
Shot down like angels through the orange city mist
This could be Leeds or Karatsu
I feel whole
I feel hollow
I guess you should feel hollow, too
Soft as gold but pretty hollow, too