Stroll to the cafe
My God how time flies
I close up my brain
And another friend diesI feel like a mirror
Feel like nothing is mine
I could go back to crying
But now dying seems fineSo I hang from the ceiling
Or I sit on the air
Or rot in a corner
Until somebody caresFaces at random
I quote people I knew
I'd love to be like me
If I can feel like youHere am I more roche five than pain
Here am I just me and my walls to blame
Here am I, I really don't feel quite saneHere am I still searching for my shadow in vain
Lock my door I only think in black and white
I'll even try to look ashamedMoving out of central
Somebody knows me well
Says he'll spill the whole story
He may be lying I can't tellMeet me inside
I'll keep my head to the floor
And one hand on the handle
Of the mad sane doorHere am I more roche five than pain
Here am I just me and my walls to blame
Here am I, I really don't feel quite saneHere am I still searching for my shadow in vain
Lock my door I only think in black and white
I'll even try to look ashamedMy shadow in vain
My shadow in vain
My shadow in vain
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Songwriters
WEBB, GARY ANTHONY JAMESPublished by
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