“SOMEONE ELSE” 03 October 2003

we’re out of sleep
the world is so tired
I tried to get in
I tried to make you listen
but you locked me out
turned the computer on
Microsoft is your heroin
love turned cold
and lost interest
our faces turned old
instead of honest

there’s no way
no future for us
someday somewhere
someone will find I exist
uncovered, old like a relic
my life will be like a movie
an exhibit, a mimic
time will grow short

I can’t make love
happen through stealth
can’t make love
by being someone else
I couldn’t give you more
you wanted something else
some fun with someone
so what? so fucking what?

so fade out
fade away and die
love will smile
in this new life

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