You don’t fear the dark, and I hope that you are right, When you say that you are fine, and that you can sleep at night.
I’m keeping tags on you; your eyes are open but so opaque. And I’ll keep you afloat; hold us together with cellotape. And you’ve been regimented; you slept with your clothes on. The difference between what you meant and you did was poles apart to everyone.
I know we’re brewing up a storm, but you’re not my cup of tea at all, no. I know we’re brewing up a storm.
Your facial furniture, it’s in your way, it’s in your way, And your character, it’s all in your face. I could never be above you- vertigo holds me down. So important to you - standing your ground. Don’t labour this, it will be all right, serotonin will mask your mind. Don’t labour this, it will be all right, serotonin will mask your mind.
I know we’re brewing up a storm, but you’re not my cup of tea at all, no. I know we’re brewing up a storm. I know we’re brewing up a storm, but you’re not my cup of tea at all, no. I know we’re brewing up a storm.
You don’t fear the dark, and I hope that you are right, When you say that you are fine, and that you can sleep at night.
You don’t fear the dark, and I hope that you’re right, When you say that you’re fine, and you can sleep at night.