I think it's a problem
That I feel this much
There's no other option
I'd be losing touch
But I'm running out of oxygen
So I think it's best if I just fade away


So I convince myself I don't feel anything at all
Feelings are on the shelf
Safer to stay behind this wall
No I won't ask for help
But maybe after all

I need to feel to heal my soul


I need it
I need it
To heal my soul

I need it
I need it


I feel a little less human
With this state of mind
Living like it's an illusion
Colorblind
I'm sitting on the sidelines
Of both sides
Of my mind
Somehow losing every time
cnd I hate it but lately I


I convince myself I don't feel anything at all
Feelings are on the shelf
Safer to stay behind this wall
No I won't ask for help
But maybe after all

I need to feel to heal my soul


I need it
I need it
To heal my soul

I need it
I need it


So I convince myself I don't feel anything at all
Feelings are on the shelf
Safer to stay behind this wall
No I won't ask for help
But maybe after all

I need to feel to heal my soul