Somebody Next Door (Alec Wingfield Remix)
Rise, a mess, into the morning
I walk out, fatefully scorning
I go
I go and wait until now
I tried all the remedies, failing
Fell so hard on myself, impaling
My throat
I don't favor it now
I fold and disappear
I had vision, now it is going
Away from material to waste
And I can't help it now
Dat dat dat dada
Oh, be it muscle or bone that slips away from me, slowly
I fear, most of all, being lonely
I want
Don't want to be alone now
It waits for me daily, in a house of the holy
I feel numb, and feeling this solely
I want
I want to wait for it now
Been waiting all my life
I had vision, now it is growing
Away from the waste ever slowly
But I want it now
In another life
In another life
In another life
Leaving yourself a new postcard each week
And appealing to your saving grace
It bleeds into morning
You're fine, it's a warning you might
Not be so
Long for this world and you can't find your way
It's a feeling that you cannot mend
You pray, now, for no more
For somebody next to to find you
And save you from yourself again
No, this ain't the end
Come back to me, friend
I walk out, fatefully scorning
I go
I go and wait until now
I tried all the remedies, failing
Fell so hard on myself, impaling
My throat
I don't favor it now
I fold and disappear
I had vision, now it is going
Away from material to waste
And I can't help it now
Dat dat dat dada
Oh, be it muscle or bone that slips away from me, slowly
I fear, most of all, being lonely
I want
Don't want to be alone now
It waits for me daily, in a house of the holy
I feel numb, and feeling this solely
I want
I want to wait for it now
Been waiting all my life
I had vision, now it is growing
Away from the waste ever slowly
But I want it now
In another life
In another life
In another life
Leaving yourself a new postcard each week
And appealing to your saving grace
It bleeds into morning
You're fine, it's a warning you might
Not be so
Long for this world and you can't find your way
It's a feeling that you cannot mend
You pray, now, for no more
For somebody next to to find you
And save you from yourself again
No, this ain't the end
Come back to me, friend
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Wrubel
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