Rachel Bachman - Particularly Particular Lyrics

I'm not feeling particularly animated
I'm not feeling particularly hard to impress
I'm not feeling particularly anything at all
I'm not feeling particularly like my best
I am feeling if I were to fall from here
I couldn't even break my neck
I don't know if anyone can hear me
I don't know if I'm making any sense
I don't know if I'm saying anything at all
I don't know, 'cause I say it and forget
I do know that have wasted many years
Climbing back and forth but never uh-uh-uH-UP
For as many times as I've written the word "I"
On a piece of paper
I would think that I would have some idea
Of what I want
Oooh, but night, after night, after night, after night
After night, after night, after night, after night
After night
I'm not feeling particularly like a winner
I'm not feeling Particularly keen to beg
I'm not feeling particularly like I've got it all
I'm not feeling like I have reached the dregs
I am feeling guilty 'cause I'm blaming you
For my apathetic legs
Meanwhile, these legs are sitting
Propped up on a chair, tapping the beat
Wait those aren't my legs
Those would be my feet
Every, single day, I'm touching other people's feet
Go home and drink my whiskey neat
So I can wake up and then play it on repeat
I'm not feeling particularly animated
I'm not feeling particularly like I've got it all
I'm not feeling like I have reached the dregs
I am feeling if I were to fall from here
I am feeling if I were to fall from here
I couldn't even break my legs

I'm not feeling particularly animated
I'm not feeling particularly hard to impress
I'm not feeling particularly anything at all
I'm not feeling particularly like my best
I am feeling if I were to fall from here
I couldn't even break my neck
I don't know if anyone can hear me
I don't know if I'm making any sense
I don't know if I'm saying anything at all
I don't know, 'cause I say it and forget
I do know that have wasted many years
Climbing back and forth but never uh-uh-uH-UP
For as many times as I've written the word "I"
On a piece of paper
I would think that I would have some idea
Of what I want
Oooh, but night, after night, after night, after night
After night, after night, after night, after night
After night
I'm not feeling particularly like a winner
I'm not feeling Particularly keen to beg
I'm not feeling particularly like I've got it all
I'm not feeling like I have reached the dregs
I am feeling guilty 'cause I'm blaming you
For my apathetic legs
Meanwhile, these legs are sitting
Propped up on a chair, tapping the beat
Wait those aren't my legs
Those would be my feet
Every, single day, I'm touching other people's feet
Go home and drink my whiskey neat
So I can wake up and then play it on repeat
I'm not feeling particularly animated
I'm not feeling particularly like I've got it all
I'm not feeling like I have reached the dregs
I am feeling if I were to fall from here
I am feeling if I were to fall from here
I couldn't even break my legs