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….
