Body

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…