How many times must we live
The same story lines
Only to find enemies of mind
As our hearts are emptied
You needed a friend and you lived
This all again
You're hoping to pretend
You feel something
What you feel is nothing
The only place left to hide
In the hills of your mind
Are the pores of design
Shut the lights to your eyes
It's a slow demise
At least you tried
To feel something
Did you feel something
Could you feel something
Did you feel something baby
Did you feel
How many times must we hear
New testament lies
When all victory cries
Are paid for with lives
It's the old price of fear
The cold price of fear
Baby don't you live in fear
The only place left to hide
In the hills of your mind
Are the pores of design
Shut the lights to your eyes
It's a slow demise
At least you tried
To feel something
Did you feel something
Could you feel something
Now tell me did you feel
Did you feel something
Baby could you feel
Did you feel something
Could you feel something
When they put those pictures on your screen baby
Did you feel something
Did you feel something baby
Could you feel
Hey
Did you feel something
Could you feel something
Baby tell me did you feel
Did you feel something
Or did you feel nothing baby