Youâve got to take your mind off him
But not with aspirins
You wonât
You wonât let your family in
Like smoke your body comes
Through the gaps in the urban slums
You try
You try to speak American
When you donât know what you want
You end up finding that you haunt your own
Your own life
Youâre the daylight ghost that creeps
Youâre the empty city streets and I
And I see you
And those talkshows fill your days
Something is slipping away
Sometimes it feels like you donât have a body
Your skin is cellophane
You know I feel the same
Sometimes it feels like you donât have a body
When you make a cup of tea
You act like itâs alchemy
But itâs not
Itâs not what you think it to be
Seeing everything as signs
Seeing everything as lines always
Always lying saying youâre fine
When you donât know what you want
You end up finding that you haunt your own
Your own life
Youâre the daylight ghost that creeps
Youâre the empty city streets and I
And I see you
And those talkshows fill your days
Something is slipping away
Sometimes it feels like you donât have a body
Your skin is cellophane
You know I feel the same
Sometimes it feels like you donât have a body
When you donât know what you want you end up Finding that you haunt your own life
You're the daylight ghost that creeps
You're the empty city streets
But i can see you
Talkhsows fill your days
Something is slipping away
Sometimes it feels like
You dont have a body
Your skin is cellophane
You know i feel the same
Sometimes it feels like
You don't have a body....