Felt it first.
Saw it last.
I knew it made. I feel it, feel it, feel it before I see it all.
Animal, animal, animal. And I feel it, feel it, feel it.
Before I see it all. Animal, animal, animal.
My mind goes wow, wow, wow. When nothing moves at all.
Animal, animal, animal. Oh, no, no, no, no animal.
And I feel it made. Animal, animal, animal.
I feel it made.
Yeah, yeah. My retina's a renegade, registering the unregistered A whisper gets a wristband to the thoughts, I
never let it in My instincts run this thing, operation on coincidence Arresting little accidents for looking
too deliberate I be between the people like the spaces between letters Bet your comma doing overtime in
conversations under pressure Got a sixth-pay sensation from a first-page impression But the headline isn't
evidence, it's merely an expression My nerves are undercover wearing ordinary feelings Peeling tiny
revelations from the cracks in people's meanings And I write writes a biography and stylize a sequel But my