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bobby feeno - scarlet letter lyrics

[chorus]
i feel better, but i know better
and you won’t let me get away with it
so i won’t let you know, baby
what i did to you
and i feel for you, baby, i feel for you
but i feel better, but i know better
and you won’t let me get away with it
so i won’t let you know, baby
what i did to you
and i feel for you, baby, i feel for you

[verse 1]
sit in the circus performin’ the show (performin’ the show)
fightin’ these urges and gettin’ so nervous, now i’m feelin’ low (low, low, low, low)
but after the high, this feels like a drug (drug, drug, drug, drug)
and we made a seed all over this rug (all over this rug, all over this rug)
yeah, protecting your feelings without us discretion, and maybe admitting it isn’t impressive
you get suspicious, you all in my messages
i go through h-ll, how could you question like this isn’t love? (this isn’t love)
and maybe it’s wrong (and maybe it’s wrong)
or, maybe i’m just not as strong, but –

[verse 2]
maybe it was intuition why i was on this mission
somebody’s behind your kisses
our love’s turned to prison
my heart is collision with mind and now i see from your side
a capricorn in the sky, i thought that i was your sign, yeah
i started feeling these roses, your blood, it exposes, yeah
this guilt is like a cancer, that grows into the answer
that shows up right up under your nose
i just hope that –

[chorus]
you feel better, but i know better
and you won’t let me get away with it
so i won’t let you know, baby
what i did to you
and i feel for you, baby, i feel for you
but i feel better, but i know better
and you won’t let me get away with it
so i won’t let you know, baby
what i did to you
and i feel for you, baby, i feel for you

[outro]
yeah
sharpen the blade slowly
this holy vodka is flowing
crying, golden rivers
my height has been at my lowest
my warmth has been at my coldest
but my ideas are bogus
at this crossroads between brilliance and a psychosis
dealings here is the motive
and sicilian leather and posing for covers that cover the pain of our culture
they painted our culture the same colors that it exposes, now
put your camera back in focus like
you ever taste your ego? face yourself in the mirror? see yourself as a kid, like
where did we go?

- bobby feeno lyrics

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