In "Lost My Feelings," Brennan Savage wrestles with numbness and the ache of wanting emotion back, even as a relationship keeps circling the same wounds. The repeated idea that blood and love mean nothing flips into a guarded silence, while the confession of feeling lonely sits beside the comfort of love songs and drug songs. The image of being born with a smile but dying with a frown captures a slow fade from hope into exhaustion. The song lands on a raw plea for connection without pretending the pain is simple.
Lost My Feelings Lyrics by Brennan Savage
Me and you,we’re not the same
But we’re still the same
‘Cause we’re dying the same
I lost my feelings
I need some feelings
Do you got feelings?
Cause with you, I got some feelings
Baby, I’m sorry, how I’m acting
I’m still human, I wish that I could explain to you
What I’m feelin’. I feel so lonely
So I make love songs, I like them love songs
And doin’ drug songs I know that sound wrong
But if that sound wrong
Then I’ma sound wrong
I guess blood means nothin’
Love means nothin’
My word don’t matter
So I won’t say nothin’
You be talkin’ ’bout me
Say a whole lot of nothin’, I know things about you
But I don’t say nothin’
Why you buggin’ out?
Why you buggin’ out?
I been doing this forever
Why you buggin’ now?
Why you left me then?
Now you want me now
I been doing this forever
You know I be this forever
I was born with a smile
I’ma die with a frown
I ain’t goin’ with no fire
You gon’ have to hold me down
Yeah, I live by the sword
Die by the gun
Never surrender, I’m always on the run
Mm, I am on the run
Mm, I am on the run
I wanna run
I lost my feelings
I need some feelings
Do you got feelings?
Cause with you, I got some feelings
Baby, I’m sorry, how I’m acting
I’m still human, I wish that I could explain to you
What I’m feelin’. I feel so lonely
So I make love songs, I like them love songs
And doin’ drug songs I know that sound wrong
But if that sound wrong
Then I’ma sound wrong
I’m gonna drown
If you don’t hear from me
For like a month or three
It’s been so soon that I’m all alone
This ain’t about you
But it’s about me
It could be you that’s on the run
You think that you’re bulletproof
But nobody is bulletproof
You think you’re in pain
But you ain’t knowing what a bullet do
You’re acting so different
Yeah, I think that it’s true to you
Talking to them boys like
“Who is, who is who?”
