Track 8 of my album Gryselda Wilhelmine, out everywhere
Before without feeling
Now with a newfound meaning
The grip of the feeling something dead weight
The sight of a dream so disheartening
Please tell me I’m dreaming
This déjà vu
I felt before
Tender, tender numb to the pain
Now sore
Forgive me seeming without feeling
I swore I saw it in a dream
It just came to me
I can’t hold it my prisoner
It was meant to be free
It never belonged to me really, really
Just a passing thing
Before without feeling
Stamp out this love for the captor
Now with a newfound meaning
The grip of the feeling something dead weight
The sight of a dream so disheartening
Prisoner I can’t keep you
Please tell me I’m dreaming
This déjà vu
I felt before
Tender, tender numb to the pain
Now sore
Forgive me seeming without feeling
If I have to ask, it’s probably true
I swore I saw it in dream
Tell me what this means
Somethings hunting me
The things I seek
Hunger with fasting feelingmore