Edgewood lyrics

Here comes the feeling

You wanna fight but you don't even try

Ooh, I wanna see it

Your phantom limb is right at your side

You got a feeling

The shock hits from neck to your spine

You're staring at the ceiling

It's some sorta crime

You gotta surmise

It hit me like a shockwave

Bury your head and forget where you are

Calling all the postmen

Deliver the words that no one will write

Antiquated evenings

Soft state but a brilliant surprise

Ooh, you gotta feel it

You're gonna surmise, you're gonna surmise

We are, we are, we are

We are coming around

We are, we are, we are

We are coming around

We are, we are, we are

We are coming around

We are, we are, we are

We are coming around