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Welcome to My World
- wykonawca: Gypsy Kyss
You must know how it feels to belong
Yes you, the fortunate one : So much in demand
So much in want
Maybe you can't see the light in my angle
But I can and I know how it feels
To belong to myself
You might know how to speak the language
And you might know how to suffer it
Yes, maybe you know things that I don't know
More likely just things I've abandoned
All your painted words
Without truth expressions
In your little world
Of acting example
And that's what I feel
About places and speeches and social appeal
Of rumours and judgements and greasing the wheel
I'll have nothing for you 'til you feel what I feel
It's strange how you and I are so different
And it's sad that we can never agree
We will never find a solution
When yours is you and mine is me
We could sit and speak
Letting our words do their dances
Aware of only threats
With dangerous glances
It's what I feel
About places and speeches and social appeal
Of rumours and judgements and greasing the wheel
You'll have nothing for me 'til I feel what you feel
We'll have nothing to gain 'til we learn how to feel
Can't we feel?
You must know how it feels to belong
Yes you, the fortunate one : So much in demand
So much in want
Maybe you can't see the light in my angle
But I can and I know how it feels
To belong to myself
You might know how to speak the language
And you might know how to suffer it
Yes, maybe you know things that I don't know
More likely just things I've abandoned
All your painted words
Without truth expressions
In your little world
Of acting example
And that's what I feel
About places and speeches and social appeal
Of rumours and judgements and greasing the wheel
I'll have nothing for you 'til you feel what I feel
It's strange how you and I are so different
And it's sad that we can never agree
We will never find a solution
When yours is you and mine is me
We could sit and speak
Letting our words do their dances
Aware of only threats
With dangerous glances
It's what I feel
About places and speeches and social appeal
Of rumours and judgements and greasing the wheel
You'll have nothing for me 'til I feel what you feel
We'll have nothing to gain 'til we learn how to feel
Can't we feel?