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…