a movement

* heart beat
i have an adrenaline rush
my eyes are wide my tongue is dry
im movin.

i have a goal,
but i dont know what it is
my brain is frying like thisss
*fizz
im movin.

my eyes blur from the alcoholic pressures
patrone reaches the top of my eyes
tired of hearing what the shrink gotta lecture
*blaw blaw blaw
im movin.

it seams as though i get a feeling good bad or ugly and
my first instinct is to move from it
cant handle the feeling
because im tired of feeling feelings
because w.e feeling you try to get me to feel..
gets me moving.
gets me hurting.
gets me thinking
thoughts they make my soul be sinking
gets me low instead of high
goin to sleep not know how im gettin by..
or should i say bye?

cause im moving