FEELIN' IT, TOO
Feelin' It, Too (single) (2023). Lyrics by Dan Zlotnick
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The dishwasher runs 'neath the dim surface light
The four of us squeeze on the couch
The TV's been stuck on the menu all night
As your heart pumps the pain out your mouth
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Your psychiatrist can't get your chemicals square
And your job is a backpack of bricks
You got married last month and your dad wasn't there
Will it ever stop feeling like this?
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We're all feelin' it, too
The details are different but the feelings stay true
There's plenty of room on the couch here for you
'Cause we're all feelin' it, too
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The dog ripped a hole in the sheets on our bed
And Meli's got no time to breathe
I can't get that little voice out of my head
That drags me away from my feet
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And Mal starts remembering her uncle's last days
And the heartache of cleaning his house
The family's exhausted in so many ways
Like a frame with the picture torn out
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We're all feelin' it, too
The details are different but the feelings stay true
There's plenty of room on the couch here for you
'Cause we're all feelin' it, too
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The four of us exhale at the same time
Our souls and out dishes are clean
On the couch we've aligned our hearts and our minds
Same time same place next week
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We're all feelin' it, too
The details are different but the feelings stay true
There's plenty of room on the couch here for you
'Cause we're all feelin' it, too
There's plenty of room on the couch here for you
'Cause we're all feelin' it, too