This room's dimensions   I know them off by heart by now   They're stored, remembered   And this disturbs me, my personality   I'm living longer   There's less insomnia and stress   Not too rebellious   Today I strictly live by all the rules I set      And now we harbour regret   For taking sweets from children's hands   We may deteriorate   But the trains will run on time   The trains will not be late      And we as children   Imagine perfect lives ahead   What do you know that I don't know   You need a better car to make you valid than you are   Vulnerable   All my logic's wrong at night   I dream abortion   Waste eight hours, taking hours from my life      This room's dimensions   I know them off by heart by now   I dream abortion   Waste eight hours, taking hours from my life