Something isn’t right
I get the feeling I’m not driving
Something hasn’t quite
Taken over but it’s trying
Check it, check it
The question now is time
The hours pass so slowly
I know we’re moving out of line
But that’s the risk you’re taking with me
I flicker like an old film — Black white
I’m losing track of what’s real — I know
My sense of timing’s not quite — OK
Maybe I’ll stay tonight — So so
Fadeout, as in lose
My character is shrapnel
Broken by the views
Of men who claim to know all
(There is to know)
Something isn’t right
I get the feeling I am no-one
Something hasn’t quite
Stopped me from being someone
Nothing in the mirror — Check it
No photo by my bedside — Check it
My self control is missing — Check it
I’ll leave with your permission — Check it