Some Kind Of Lyrics

Sheila Divine Some Kind Of

I channel voices when I sing
Go back to the old way of doing things
It’s not christ or religion I defy
I just have a feeling in my stomach that I might
Wind up just like you
Trapped by what I use

And it’s a leap year from there
I hobble and remain impaired
But Aaron I long for
Some kind of home
Something I call my own

It’s self-serving what I want to be
I give credit to my family tree
It’s not the devil or hate that makes me fight
I just have a feeling in my stomach that I might