All theses visions in my head, should’ve gone to the bed before the watershed
Some are alive, and some are dead
Makes no difference when they’re in your head, head
Keep the door, clear the crack
So I can see better when they attack
Some are white, some are black, makes no difference when they’re in the dark
And I can’t stop crying and I can’t stop driving
Cos the day is dying, dying, dying, my eyes wide open
Keep the shutters? Clean the fence
So I can see…..when I’m feeling tense
Disbelief, I’m in suspense, out of bounds
Is my own defence
But I can’t stop crying and I can’t stop driving
Cos the day is dying, dieing, dieing, my eyes wide open
All these visions in my head, should’ve gone to bed before the watershed
Some are alive, some are dead
Makes no difference when they’re in your head
And I can’t stop crying and I can’t stop driving
Cos the day is dieing my eyes wide open
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