Narcoleptic
Placebo
Black Market Music
Slip and stumble at my first offences
It's not treason, it's no lie
You talk in paragraphs
I write my sentence
It's not treason, it's no lie
It seemed a place for us to dream
It seemed a place for us to dream
Crush and crumble under your defenses
It's not treason, it's no lie
You frame the photograph
I sit on fences
Change of season, love can die
It seemed a place for us to dream
It seemed a place for us to dream
It seemed a place for us to dream
It seemed a place for us to dream
If we tear out the tumor
It's later, never sooner
If we tear out the tumor
It's later, never sooner
It seemed a place for us to dream
It seemed a place for us to dream
You'd better keep it in check
Or you'll end up a wreck
And you'll never wake up
You'd better keep it in check
Or you'll end up a wreck
And you'll never wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
It seemed a place for us to dream
It seemed a place for us to dream
You'd better keep it in check
Or you'll end up a wreck
And you'll never wake up
You'd better keep it in check
Or you'll end up a wreck
And you'll never wake up
You'd better keep it in check
Or you'll end up a wreck
And you'll never wake up
You'd better keep it in check
Or you'll end up a wreck
And you'll never wake up
Wake up