Everyone comes in and out staring like a cinema shut these doors (shut these doors) Your wrapped up in a uniform just a cigarette away from shedding tears (shedding tears) You're screaming for someone to come and pick you up and take the weight... off
I can't sleep it's just too hot I can't sleep and I can't believe...
Just how far it's gone just how far it’s gone every day and night, every day and night how they get along, how they get along how they could be wrong how they could be wrong Wish it could be me, wish it could be me...
Money earnt and money spent clothes have got a hold again you count each stare (count each stare) The television therapy is no attempt to remedy the new torment (new torment) You're screaming for someone to come and pick you up and take the weight... off
I can't sleep it's just too hot I can't sleep and I can't believe...
Compositores: Steven Graham Ansell, Laura Mary Carter ECAD: Obra #25139762 Fonograma #3579932