(Anderson)



It's raining in this room

And it's so hot outside this room



I don't know no one here

I don't want to be here

In this room



We hold parties in our sleep

We fill ourselves up in our sleep



And I'll heal you when you're ill

Though it's hard keeping still

In our sleep



Pries the hair out of her mouth

Whilst the circus is heading south



While we search in the sand

Don't ask them to understand

Why they cover up their hands

And their mouths