Feels Strange

There is no tomorrow shine. It will never come. I'm standing on the edge About to watch and leave, and it feels So Strange, yeah, strange, yeah. Strange, I got to remiss to burn and float Away. It's your decision to stay. It's your decision to stay. It's your decision to stay. Are you gonna stay? The ashes in the wind Of the battlefield. Agony butterfly, Which is trying to fly with a burning wing, And it feels so strange, yeah, Strange, yeah. Strange, I got to remiss to burn and float Away. It's your decision to stay. It's your decision to stay. It's your decision to stay. Yeah. It's your decision to stay.