Edgewood

Here comes the feeling
You wanna fight but you don't even try
Ooh, i wanna see it
Your phantom limb is right at your side
You got a feeling
The shock hits from neck to your spine
You're staring at the ceiling
It's some sorta crime
You gotta surmise

It hit me like a shockwave
Bury your head and forget where you are
Calling all the postmen
Deliver the words that no one will write
Antiquated evenings
Soft state but a brilliant surprise
Ooh, you gotta feel it
You're gonna surmise, you're gonna surmise

We are
We are
We are
We are coming around