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