I’m doing nothing at all, Stop the boredom, I’m sitting here staring at the walls I don’t mind at all, I don’t mind,
I’ll just gather myself from this lovers fall, This planted suspicion that I’ve endured, It seems tired, and I don’t care Do I want you Do I need you Everybody’s talking but I don’t understand
Back to the storm when the hits where drunk, Narcotic intuition covered my gaze, and I don’t care Do I want you Do I need you Everybody’s talking but I don’t understand Are you feeling, what I’m feeling? Cos it means to nothing to the ghost that we’ve become (I was warned by little talks by my friends[?]) But for Christ sake don’t I just know,
Do I want you Do I need you Everybody’s talking but I don’t understand Are you feeling, what I’m feeling Cos it means to the ghost It means to the ghost Oh it means nothing to the ghost that we’ve become!