I must be dreaming, live in a small world with dust over it   I've got no feelings, wear thin shoes with glass under them   Click off gone      They made him lie down, keeping the ground warm while life drips on it   They turned him right down, collected a life and said goodbye to it   Click off gone      Don't make it anything special, tucked in with words over it   Don't make it anything special, I've seen it before low voices under it   Click off gone      Luca Brasi's got nothing on you   There's something wrong 'cos I can leave if I want to   You don't stay long but I imagine you're real   Invited you for a meal      I must be dreaming, the pictures are gone now I'm not sure of it   I've got no feelings, I turned down the sounds now there's no more of it   Click off gone      Click off gone