Outside. Inside. I haven’t got a clue
Night time. Daylight. There’s something barely alive
Howling headlines. Not even half a scoop
Prowling little dimes
Just can’t skip no deadlines
Yer standing at the altar?
But feel stuck at sea?
The highway or cutting board?
Yer still not free
I’m lookin’ outside inside
What do you want from me?
Is it nightime or daylight?
I can’t even see
