Too Much Feeling Not Enough Screaming by Yes Kid Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Don't know how
How to tell you that I'm
Getting sick of feeling
Like I might start bleeding
Every time you come near me
Oh now, I guess that sounds a
Little different than
I maybe meant it but
Melodrama suits this predicament
I can't stop feeling everything
Aaaaaah
Aaaaaah
[Verse 2]
Call me up and
Tell me how you're feeling
So now that's how I'm feeling
But I can't quite see it
'Til I'm slumped over and depleted
I think this engine needs some work done but
It's too expensive so I guess I'll just
Put my foot down
Scream until I'm bleeding out
Aaaaaah, aaaaah
Aaaaaah, aaaaah
[Chorus]
This room is always filled with voices
This room is sitting in my skull
It's tough to feel the blade of quiet
Sound's reverberating and often dull
My body's your magic mirror, baby
Speak loudly and I'll feed you praise
But I'm eating all your words for dinner
Fasting morning and noon to make some space
This room is always filled with voices
This room is sitting in my skull
It's tough to feel the blade of quiet
Sound's reverberating and often dull
My body's your magic mirror, baby
Speak loudly and I'll feed you praise
But I'm eating all your words for dinner
Fasting morning and noon to make some space
Don't know how
How to tell you that I'm
Getting sick of feeling
Like I might start bleeding
Every time you come near me
Oh now, I guess that sounds a
Little different than
I maybe meant it but
Melodrama suits this predicament
I can't stop feeling everything
Aaaaaah
Aaaaaah
[Verse 2]
Call me up and
Tell me how you're feeling
So now that's how I'm feeling
But I can't quite see it
'Til I'm slumped over and depleted
I think this engine needs some work done but
It's too expensive so I guess I'll just
Put my foot down
Scream until I'm bleeding out
Aaaaaah, aaaaah
Aaaaaah, aaaaah
[Chorus]
This room is always filled with voices
This room is sitting in my skull
It's tough to feel the blade of quiet
Sound's reverberating and often dull
My body's your magic mirror, baby
Speak loudly and I'll feed you praise
But I'm eating all your words for dinner
Fasting morning and noon to make some space
This room is always filled with voices
This room is sitting in my skull
It's tough to feel the blade of quiet
Sound's reverberating and often dull
My body's your magic mirror, baby
Speak loudly and I'll feed you praise
But I'm eating all your words for dinner
Fasting morning and noon to make some space