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