Lying in my bed, it's morning

Thinking of my life

Sure, this life is pretty boring

Ready to go to the knife

People in the hall are fighting

Everyone are losers

You can't sleep coz the are shouting

All they are accusers

She came over yesterday

Told me how to do

She doesn't have the time to say

How our love can blow

Wonder if she like me yet

What'ya think about it?

Soon one month then we met

Don't you think we fit?



What is that? Why is that? Where is that? Who is that?

Chorus:

You sat at the floor and ate some flaming pies

The lights hasn't changed and the man in the car do dies

I'm running around at a globe, where I live forever

I don't think it's funny when you are so clever

I went into my life to see

I understood my hollow

I hoped the hollow not belonged to me

I just want you to follow

The dustman swiped around the ground

He died on his birthday

His rests were never found

Coz they lied in Pamela's bay

What is that? Why is that? Where is that? Who is that?

You sat on the floor...

Lied in my bed, it was morning

Thoughted of my life

Sure, this life was pretty boring

Ready to go to the knife

People in the hall were fighting

Everyone were losers

You couldn't sleep coz the were shouting

All they were accusers

What is that? Why is that? Where is that? Who is that?

You sat on the floor...