Belter - Powderfinger

You go

I feel like dropping bombs

Between your eyes

But not today

Too slow

I feel like sinking arrows

In your eyes

It’s all the same

You don’t have to reveal it

You get trouble concede

You don’t have to reveal it

Are you feeling right

Are you feeling right

A defeated sight

Are you feeling right

You go

Soaking up your public appetite

The war you wage

Too slow

I tell you once again

You’re not my type

You’re all the same

Something come along

Gonna make a change

You don’t have to reveal it

You get trouble concede

You don’t have to reveal it

Are you feeling right

Are you feeling right

A defeated sight

Are you feeling right