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
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