All the doves that fly past my eyes, have a stickiness to their wings, in
the doorway of your demise I stand, encased in the whisper you taught me
HOW DOES IT FEEL? IT FEELS BLIND HOW DOES IT FEEL? WELL, IT FEELS BLIND
WHAT HAVE YOU TAIGHT ME? NOTHING LOOK WHAT YOU'VE TAUGHT ME , YOU'VE
TAUGHT ME NOTHING If you were blind and there was no braille, there are
no boundaries on what I can feel, if you could see but were always taught
that what you saw wasn't real HOW DOES THAT FEEL? IT FEELS BLIND HOW
DOES IT FEEL? IT FEELS FUCKIN' BLIND YOUR WORLD HASN'T TAUGHT ME
NOTHING LOOK AT YOUR WORLD IT TEACHES ME NOTHING As a woman i was
taught to be hungry Women are well aquainted with thirst Yeah we could
eat just about anything We'd even eat your hate up like WE EAT YOUR HATE
LIKE LOVE, WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE HOW DOES IT FEEL? IT FEELS BLIND