Something isnt right
I get the feeling Im not driving
Something hasnt quite
Taken over but its trying

Check it, check it

The question now is time
The hours pass so slowly
I know were moving out of line
But thats the risk youre taking with me

I flicker like an old film - black white
Im losing track of whats real - I know
My sense of timings not quite - ok
Maybe Ill stay tonight - so so

Fadeout, as in lose
My character is shrapnel
Broken by the views
Of men who claim to know all
(there is to know)

Something isnt right
I get the feeling I am no-one
Something hasnt quite
Stopped me from being someone

Nothing in the mirror - check it
No photo by my bedside - check it
My self control is missing - check it
Ill leave with your permission - check it