Maybe I like that I'm not alright I like to stare at the sun And think about what I've done I lie awake in my great escape I like crossing the line Its for losing my mind Are you okay 'Cause I feel fine Maybe its me

Soothing repeat I look down at my feet It's a hypnotist's arm And it works like a charm But I won't be deprived Real worlds, surreal life There is time Go to sleep You'll be fine

Hot line I got some conversation I can be your operator Baby you should call me later Because you are so fine I hope that your not playing Cause I'm loving what you're saying Baby don't ya keep me waiting Call me up hot-line

Soothing repeat I look down at my feet It's a hypnotist's arm And it works like a charm But I won't be deprived Real worlds, surreal life There is time Go to sleep You'll be fine

Walk with you through everything And reach for it And take your time babe It's not as bad as it seems, you'll be fine babe It's just some rivers and streams in between You and where you wanna be And watch the signs now You'll know what they mean, you'll

Not like you hold me, hold me Baby, love never felt so good And I doubt if it ever could And the night is gonna be just fine Gotta fly, gotta see, can't believe Tell me, if you really love me It's in and out of my life, in out baby Baby, love never felt

I'll be fine - if you give me a minute, a man's got a limit. I can't get a life if my heart's not in it. I don't mind, as long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine. I sold my soul for the second time, 'cause the man don't pay me. I begged my

I try but I can't see what you see I am not a child now I can take care of myself I mustn't let them down now Mustn't let them see me cry I'm fine, I'm fine I'm too tired to listen I'm too old to believe All these childish stories

I've been to the year 3000 Not much has changed, but they lived underwater And your great-great-great-granddaughter Is doing fine Like one in a film I've seen yeah He told me he built a time machine I took a trip to the year 3000

You're dead and broken Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken Too many things I've never spoken I'm not feeling fine I never told you what to do I never made you a promise that you could hold me to That'll be the day you see me crying How many