Artic Outcry Wind

I feel uneven, like the bones are pushing right out of my 
skin
And through my hair I feel the cold air of an arctic outcry
 wind
I feel unsteady, like another step could throw me to the 
ground
And laying there I feel the cold stares as the people 
gather round
I feel emotional, irrational, unbreakable, impossible to 
please
I feel my finger on the trigger with a sense of urgency

I feel everything and nothing at the same time
Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime?
Or could it even be they share the same mind
As you and I, you and I?

I feel disconnected, like my heart is beating right outside
 my chest
And try as though I may I can't escape eternal emptiness
I feel completely uncontrollable, untouchable, impossible 
to reach
I feel my finger on the trigger with a sense of urgency

I feel everything and nothing at the same time
Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime?
Or could it even be they share the same mind
As you and I, you and I?

I feel everything and nothing at the same time
Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime?
Or could it even be they share the same mind
As you and I, you and I?