Now where do we go from here ?
I think it's near this time
But this road is sick - down on a lost hope this time
The water was cold , liquid pain twisting through my veins
I laugh , I drown
And filter out the hysterical sound

If it's how you feel - I won't tell a soul
If it's how you feel then life is running wild and free
I won't tell a soul

Alone again for what you owed me
To wake in a show-reel
Tonight I'm lost and caged in space - the longing before the low
Last time the idea was sold - the world - organic soul , the initial freakshow
And if you don't like that much , I'm sorry I'm here

And we're decaying
Losing ground fast
Reaching out again to your heartless face
You fucking pointless man
Give it a little time and a little space
Reaching out again to your heartless face