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I don't recognise my face anymore
Was it always this strange looking?
Why can't I just live?
Why do I have to be this way?
I just want to be a person again
I just want to feel real again
I want to crack jokes
And dance under the stars with my friends again.
I would like to bankrupt the casino accidentally
There's so much I still want to do.
I want to hit the road with you again:
Rome, Paris, London
Cairo, Cape Town, Bangkok
Hong Kong, Los Angeles, Bangkok again
Cartagena for ceviche and a swim.
I want to watch you sleeping
And get high off how beautiful you are.
I don't want this life anymore,
I don't want to see that big black dog
In the corner of my room every night.
I want to tan naked with you right next to me,
Also naked.
I want to feel peace.
I want to see you in the black dress again
With your hair up
Looking at me
Telling me that you think we shouldn't pay
For the meal we just had because it really wasn't very good
It's time
My head hurts but I know what I have to do.
I need to stop being cool and start being hot
I need to mix the blue with the yellow
I need to call her back
I know what to say when the robot asks me for my name.
I know that love is the only thought
And pain is the only feeling
Was it always this strange looking?
Why can't I just live?
Why do I have to be this way?
I just want to be a person again
I just want to feel real again
I want to crack jokes
And dance under the stars with my friends again.
I would like to bankrupt the casino accidentally
There's so much I still want to do.
I want to hit the road with you again:
Rome, Paris, London
Cairo, Cape Town, Bangkok
Hong Kong, Los Angeles, Bangkok again
Cartagena for ceviche and a swim.
I want to watch you sleeping
And get high off how beautiful you are.
I don't want this life anymore,
I don't want to see that big black dog
In the corner of my room every night.
I want to tan naked with you right next to me,
Also naked.
I want to feel peace.
I want to see you in the black dress again
With your hair up
Looking at me
Telling me that you think we shouldn't pay
For the meal we just had because it really wasn't very good
It's time
My head hurts but I know what I have to do.
I need to stop being cool and start being hot
I need to mix the blue with the yellow
I need to call her back
I know what to say when the robot asks me for my name.
I know that love is the only thought
And pain is the only feeling
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Writer(s): Joseph Thornalley, Francis Hornsby Clark
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