Someone?s always on my tracks
In a dark room you see more than you think
I?m out of my place, got to get back
I sweated a lot, you could feel the violence
I?ve got shears pointed straight at my chest
And time moves slow when you count it
I?m better than them, and I think I?m the best
But I?ll appear at midnight when the films close
Cause I?m in a trance
And I sweat
I don?t want to dance
I want to go home.
I couldn?t live in those peephole places
They might get to know my actions
I?d run away from toilets and faeces
I?d run away to a non-date on the street
Cause I?m in a trance
And I sweat
I don?t want to dance
I want to go home.
I feel trapped by mutual affection
And I don?t know how to use freedom
I spend hours looking sideways
To the time when I was sixteen
Cause I?m in a trance.
I?m frightened.
Amphetamine frightened
I go to the top of the street
I go to the bottom of the street
I look to the sky, my lips are dry....
