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Sucking on blackcurrant juice out carton
You flick on your loosest tooth with your tongue
Up on the edge of the high rise roof
Oh let me touch you
You've got jet pilot eyes that barely see me
Fizzing E105 across my body
I'm on the edge of a high rise roof
I made you laugh

You’ve got to take your mind off him
But not with aspirins
You won’t
You won’t let your family in
Like smoke your body comes
Through the gaps in the urban slums
You try
You try to speak american

It's Friday night I'm a skeleton
Shaking in the light of the Marathon
Sancho Panza wants to carry on
So he pulls me through the door

He wants a packet of this
A packet of that
A brand new tombstone heart attack

It'll all click when the mortgage clears
All our fears will disappear
Now you go to bed
I'm staying here
I've got another levelthat I want to clear
My skin feels like orange peel
My eyes have been vacuum-sealed
My organs move like a squirm of eels

Conversation isn't the point
Near her home in a payphone
Awaits a call
A little drizzle
7.30
Hidden in chilly breath
She'd lied to daddy about Gary
Don't you find it tough?

Knocking on my door was an evil silhouette
Knocking this morning a black silhouette
Knocking on my door was an evil silhouette
And his eyes were glowing like two lit cigarettes
Me and the devil were standing side by side
I looked in the mirror into my own eyes
Me and the devil were standing side by side
He held out his claws and I began to rise

Glowing logos out my mouth they twist
As I head on into town
Above the pavement I gently seem to lift
As I take a look around
It gets lonely swooping around like a phantom
It gets lonely lost in the black of an ocean
So help carry on
Lead me to someone

With two tape decks and a microphone
I bang on my guitar
Just two tape decks and microphone
And I am a superstar

Though I may never leave this place
And all the stuff I have to face:

What I thought would never come has come
I wished that I could say I dit it cause I was young
No even now, it's just bad, I'm done
The sweet ropes have come undone

I don't want
Something's gone
Something's wrong with me

This is my body
This is my blood
This is my mobile
These are my drugs
Eating egg and bacon in my flat
Ripping up paper making wraps

This is my body

One autumn you once said to me
There`s too much stuff around
The bus groaned along
You put your hand upon the window
The town
And I thought
You look just fine to me
You look just fine to me

I pulled my coat on tight and stood in the hall
Dust in a shaft of light floating by the wall
I started crying to myself
It wasn’t in my head
It was physical
Like ghosts hung on thread
A bunch of chemicals
I started laughing to myself

The cars I see below the plane
Look just like blood inside a vein
They go pumping their way through the black
I pull down the blind and lean back

I wonder
What's gonna save me now?
What's gonna save me now?

It'll all click when the mortgage clears
All our fears will disappear
Now you go to bed
I'm staying here
I've got another level that I want to clear
My skin feels like orange peel
My eyes have been vacuum-sealed
My organs move like a squirm of eels

I must go now
Nice and slow
In mid conversation
I’ve lost the flow
I ricochet round my room

I can see spiders
Like holograms