There's a look on your face I would like to
Get out
Get out
Cos I don’t know what you’re about
Get
All this time I’m distracted from the world
The world outside
I’m beside myself
But does it matter
It’s good to hear you’re
Stay in your coma, in your own frustration
Lip sinking haircut,
The enemy is after me again
Afraid of the sea and
Talk to me
I haven’t said a word in days
Please talk
Why can’t I see it’s all not wrong
Why can’t you