I feel uneven, like the bones are pushing right out of my skin And through my hair I feel the cold air of an arctic outcry wind I feel unsteady, like another step could throw me to the ground And laying there I feel the cold stares as the people gather round I feel emotional, irrational, unbreakable, impossible to please I feel my finger on the trigger with a sense of urgency I feel everything and nothing at the same time Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime? Or could it even be they share the same mind As you and I, you and I? I feel disconnected, like my heart is beating right outside my chest And try as though I may I can't escape eternal emptiness I feel completely uncontrollable, untouchable, impossible to reach I feel my finger on the trigger with a sense of urgency I feel everything and nothing at the same time Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime? Or could it even be they share the same mind As you and I, you and I? I feel everything and nothing at the same time Can a vagrant and a king commit the same crime? Or could it even be they share the same mind As you and I, you and I?