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 minds   As you and I, as 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 minds   As you and I, as 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 minds   As you and I, as you and I?