Buried deep inside dream dust
if therefore were it not for lust
then where would I be anywherethat someone like you should care?
Or did I stare into the vacant socket
where your eyeball used to be?
The boy who lives inside the locketof a choke chain round your throat
DROWNING inside , DROWNING out
PHASING outside, PHASING in
DROWNING outside, DROWNING in
PHASING inside, PHASING out
A knock comes pounding on my door
oh so you’re coming back for more?
You better bed down now crash out
Cos in the morning you’ll be gone
Leaving me with just a note to say
how I should have been connected with
or made out or phased out or outlived
your total perfect pristine utter usefulness
DROWNING inside , DROWNING out
PHASING outside, PHASING in
DROWNING outside, DROWNING in
PHASING inside, PHASING out
You dealing daily in your dalliance
is no satisfying substitute for romance
in sleep I would have cried out ‘Murder’
but on waking. You got away with it ALL
DROWNING inside , DROWNING out
PHASING outside, PHASING in
DROWNING outside, DROWNING in
PHASING inside, PHASING out
