It´s feeling, I don´t belong here But a man´s on the outside looking and Wondering who´s in his old armchair It´s feeling, never belonged to me First you´re on the up and up, I only look down and see
Only look down and see You´re fighting me, you knew me, all desires No lock or key can hide the truth you´re keeping, from me It´s feeling, I don´t belong here But a man´s on the outside looking and Wondering who´s in his old armchair It´s feeling, never belonged to me First you´re on the up and up, I only look down and see Only look down and see You´re fighting me, you knew me, all desires No lock or key can hide the truth you´re keeping from me It´s feeling, it´s feeling