Lights are fading, the feeling is back
This is the closest thing to disaster
Keep on fading, snow white into black
The kind of thing you laugh about after
We were stuck, stacking misery
Four long days, in an ugly town
And we pretend to know about misery
You never felt the cold sun beating down
But you will soon
Watching TV, and flirting with fate
He drank my cold soul under the table
Feigning fever, to risk and to lay
You shouldn't cry, you're willing and able
I have locked, in a great image here
The voyeur in an ugly stare
And staring back, it's what you bargained for
You never felt the cold sun beating down
But you will soon
You'll have this family to support
One house and three young children
Biting at your hands
I don't pretend to understand
But listen, listen, listen
I have never liked that look in your eyes
And I am still screaming, shouting
"Please, please, forgive me for what I've done"
What have I done? Why is this taking so long?
The leather's cold but the engine is warm
I think of home, I think of the sweet lie
Of sweating sunshine in sandals and shorts
We had The Field Mice playing on the hi-fi
We got bored in our own living room
So we got stuck with an ugly fix
That kills your days and makes you forget a lot
And then you feel the hot sun beating down
And you start to cry
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