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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Vocals
Michael Cavanagh
Michael Cavanagh
Drums
Cook Craig
Cook Craig
Vocals
Joseph Walker
Joseph Walker
Guitar
Lucas Harwood
Lucas Harwood
Vocals
Stuart Mackenzie
Stuart Mackenzie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Songwriter
Michael Cavanagh
Michael Cavanagh
Songwriter
Cook Craig
Cook Craig
Songwriter
Lucas Harwood
Lucas Harwood
Songwriter
Joseph Walker
Joseph Walker
Songwriter
Stuart Mackenzie
Stuart Mackenzie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph Carra
Joseph Carra
Mastering Engineer
Sam Joseph
Sam Joseph
Recording Engineer
Stuart Mackenzie
Stuart Mackenzie
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
How does it feel to you when you're circling the drain?
Is it for real?
Can you ever know you're feeling pain?
Because experience is different for everyone
One thing for me might be three for some
And you can never know this, but you think you do
The same shit for me ain't the same shit for you
Woo!
[Verse 2]
What does the sunlight feel like on your skin?
Does it smell like the sound of a pill kicking in?
Or the taste of a song that makes you wanna scream?
Raw feels for you
Feel raw to me
[Verse 3]
Do your insides churn when you take a wrong turn?
Do you feel the hurt when you're bogged down in the dirt?
Do you keep on trucking when the lesson's learnt?
And if you're feeling nothing, well, that's a concern
[Verse 4]
And what I see is poles apart from your sunken eyes
Your blue wall is green to me
Why are you surprised?
And I've always pondered feeling needle on my skin
Is it pure bliss or complete chagrin?
[Verse 5]
Raw feel
Raw feel
Raw feel
Raw feel
Raw feel
Raw feel
Raw feel
What's your Achilles' heel?
[Verse 6]
I'm breaking through
This is a sensory moment I'm all about sharing with you
I'm seeing things through the flesh
This feeling's raw and it feels the best
Peel my skin back; what do you see?
You and me with a raw sensibility
[Verse 7]
We'll dig to hell and back so you can see the devil's lair
We'll fly to heaven and home just to feel wind in your hair
We'll climb the highest peak to smell an air of different kind
We'll shoot an arrow through the sun to hear exploding skies
Into forgotten caves to taste an ancient wine
And dream myself into the forest of your mind
Can we ever know?
Does it matter if we don't?
Be at peace
Be internal
The gentle flow is tranquil
[Verse 8]
The raw feel for you
The raw feel for me
The raw feel for everyone
The raw feel for you
The raw feel for me
The raw feel for everyone
The raw feel for you
For you
The raw feel for me
For me
The raw feel for everyone
Everyone, everyone, everyone
The raw feel for you
For you
The raw feel for me
For me
The raw feel for everyone
Written by: Ambrose Kenny-Smith, Cook Craig, Joseph Walker, Lucas Harwood, Michael Cavanagh, Stuart Mackenzie
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