There’s a feeling inside.

There’s a strange feeling brewing inside.
I don’t know if I should run or if I should hide.
There’s a strange feeling hunting inside,
it’s hunts tigers and it hunts lions.
Once it even knocked down
the New York skyline.
There’s a strange feeling chewing inside.
eating away at the happiness once there.
There’s a strange feeling pushing inside.
Pushing aside everything that was me
shoving everything that built me.
There’s a feeling inside.
There’s a feeling like nothing is inside.