Stroll to the cafe My God how time flies I close up my brain And another friend dies I feel like a mirror Feel like nothing is mine I could go back to crying But now dying seems fine So I hang from the ceiling Or I sit on the air Or rot in a corner Until somebody cares Faces at random I quote people I knew I'd love to be like me If I can feel like you Here 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 sane Here 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 ashamed Moving out of central Somebody knows me well Says he'll spill the whole story He may be lying I can't tell Meet me inside I'll keep my head to the floor And one hand on the handle Of the mad sane door Here 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 sane Here 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 ashamed My shadow in vain My shadow in vain My shadow in vain