Leaving
May not be coming home
Needing
To know I'm not alone
Even
Though I can't feel a thing
Taking
Time to get over it
Making
The best of what won't quit
Breaking me down I can't feel a thing
Where do I go
Where do I stand
Where can I find myself again
Where do I go
If not disappear
Where do I go from here?
Tracing
My steps right back to you
Racing
The clock to save an hour or two
And facing
The fact I don't feel a thing
I'm dealing
With what I can't control
Feeling
Confused cause I don't know if healing
Is when you don't feel a thing
Where do I go
Where do I stand
Where can I find myself again
Where do I go
If not disappear
Where do I go from here?
Woah-oh
Woah-oh
Woah-oh
Woah-oh, and I still can't feel a thing
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