A Cold-Blooded Calculation by Minutes til Midnight Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tell me its not fate
The notions counterfeit
Spare me your condemnation, in light of might have beens
We are all the same
Is there a correlation, incited violence
While it falls apart

[Chorus]
I got this feeling, premonition got me holding on
I got this feeling double dealing caught you stealing
Got me dreaming of the stars
I hold it tight 'til it falls apart
I got this feeling
I got this feeling

[Verse 2]
Tell me its not fake
The notion that we're safe
Cold blooded calculation, ignite adrenaline
Its just a game
Thanks for my motivation, fight is tireless
It falls apart
[Break]

[Chorus]
I got this feeling, premonition got me holding on
I got this feeling double dealing caught you stealing
Got me dreaming of the stars
I hold it tight 'til it falls apart
I got this feeling
I got this feeling

[Outro]
I'm Getting Out
I'm Getting Out
I'm Getting Out
I'm Getting Out