Carol
Walk in silently, pass through my front door
Without recourse, without recourse
You're not an officer anymore
You start to get this rhythm once a century
Is age a barrier to intimacy?
Do you believe in vision, free elections, or feeling?
To answer your question, I was jogging to a strip mall
I felt nothing at all, nothing I can recall
Besides a Dollar Tree, Sears and Thai bistro
You start to get this rhythm once a century
Is age a barrier to intimacy?
Do you believe in vision, free elections, or feeling?
I'm a polygraph, I'm a brick wall
I'm a mirrored disco ball
I'm a disco ball
You're not an officer anymore
You start to get this rhythm once a century
Is age a barrier to intimacy?
Do you believe in vision, free elections, or feeling?
Feeling
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Writer/s: Katie Alice Greer, Daniele Daniele, G.L. Jaguar
