You've got to take your mind off him
But not with aspirins
You won't
You won't 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 don't know what you want
You end up finding that you haunt your own
Your own life
You're the daylight ghost that creeps
You're 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 don't have a body

Your skin is cellophane
You know I feel the same
Sometimes it feels like you don't have a body

When you make a cup of tea
You act like it's alchemy
But it's not
It's not what you think it to be

Seeing everything as signs
Seeing everything as lines always
Always lying saying you're fine

When you don't know what you want
You end up finding that you haunt your own
Your own life
You're the daylight ghost that creeps
You're 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 don? t have a body
Your skin is cellophane
You know I feel the same
Sometimes it feels like you don't have a body

When you don't 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

Talkshows 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...