Bad Feeling Songtext
von Absolute Losers

I′ve been wasting time bidding mine for someone else
Make pretend I've got a chance cry worship from the house
Locked away in my hideaway the shelter in my shelves
Dogs are barking shrieks and sparks There′s a riot in my mouth
Let us go then you and I
As the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient euthanized on the table
My head is spinning sifting through the mail
I've got a bad feeling
Thank you for the times you remind me of myself


Your street creaking side-eye seeking continental shelf
Bad feeling
I've got a bad feeling
Why is it that nothing sticks I don′t see any tricks
God′s a quiet seductress
And poor Johnny's got no chicks
So I′m gone to wait in my hideaway because I'd rather play pretend
It′s gone to waste, gone to waste gone to waste again
Because of this bad feeling I've got a bad feeling
I′ve got a bad feeling

Watch out for this bad feeling