How am I supposed to think?
Can I feel?
My hands are numb, my feet
Oh no the rain came down plucked my sight elevation, elevation, elevation
How am I supposed to think now?
What's in my head now?
Like a cheap parlor trick slight of hand and the blood covers a soul,
Any day now what do I feel when I awake?
Where am I from when I am lost?
I feel so low,
I said my hands are numb, my feet
Oh no, elevation I said my hands are numb, my feet
Oh no, elevation
And every time I get up they're pulling me down
Can't get my feet up off the ground,
I said my hands are numb, my feet oh no.
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