I get so blind

From all of these colours

Dressed up like kings and queens

But it don't mean a thing



A killer I'm not

Murderers get caught

If I'm such a criminal

Then take me away



Well I get so tired

Of the word on the wire

It's all so black and white

But how quickly it fades



We eat food for thought

And forget what we've got

She was a prisoner

Now I nearly am



Over the ocean

A world away

Ghosts from her home

Asylum can't chase away



Oh oh



Over the ocean

A world away

Ghosts from her home

Asylum can't chase away



Over the ocean

A world away

Ghosts from her home

Asylum can't chase away



Oh oh oh oh 

Oh oh oh oh