I think it's a problem That I feel this much There's no other option I'd be losing touch But I'm running out of oxygen So I think it's best if I just fade away So I convince myself I don't feel anything at all Feelings are on the shelf Safer to stay behind this wall No I won't ask for help But maybe after all I need to feel to heal my soul I need it I need it To heal my soul I need it I need it I feel a little less human With this state of mind Living like it's an illusion Colorblind I'm sitting on the sidelines Of both sides Of my mind Somehow losing every time And I hate it but lately I I convince myself I don't feel anything at all Feelings are on the shelf Safer to stay behind this wall No I won't ask for help But maybe after all I need to feel to heal my soul I need it I need it To heal my soul I need it I need it So I convince myself I don't feel anything at all Feelings are on the shelf Safer to stay behind this wall No I won't ask for help But maybe after all I need to feel to heal my soul