I can't feel my own pulse beating 

I'm down in the middle of the whole design 

When you gonna make it better 



Can't see what it is you're all seeing 

#Don't feel the cold and I don't know why 

I wont blame it on the weather 

Come round here and make it better 



I'm numb all over and 

I can't feel anything 

A strange kind of wonderful 



I see a broken man in the mirror 

One part Jekyll, and one part Hyde 

When you comin' round to see me 



Can't feel the rhythm of my own pulse beating 

#Cross my fingers on the rolling dice 

#When you coming over here

Tell me things will all get better 



I'm numb all over and 

I can't feel anything 

A strange kind of wonderful



*I can't feel my own pulse beating 

*Cross my fingers on the rolling dice 



*I can't feel my own pulse beating 

*One part Jekyll, and one part Hyde 



*Numb all over and 

I can't feel anything 

A strange kind of wonderful