Ryan Bingham Strange Feelin' In The Air
Well, I'm feelin' strange
In this town
Well, I feel deranged
As I look around
Above and below
I hear these sounds
With nowhere to go
I hit the ground
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Oppressive minds sit and stare
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Pointed fingers must beware
Tattoos and chains
Aren't welcome here
They tell me to pray
Or I'll go to hell
So rattle them bones
And cook up that spell
Turned into ghost
What's that smell?
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Stealin' minds without a care
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Telling me I must be scared
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Whispered lies and knocked wood, glass
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Pointed fingers must beware
Look at my face
It's blood and tears
A shameless disgrace
For your eyes to fear
Forget my name
I'm a-leavin' here
I'll be to blame
If I go nowhere
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Oppressive minds sit and stare
There's a strange feelin' in the air
Pointed fingers must beware
