Text: Hum. Electra 2000. Winder.
It's a lonely, twisted world spinning sickly on its side
I'm fried, and I can't sleep
No, I haven't enjoyed the ride
I'm just a white guy from the future
I'm completely out of touch
I know that you're tired, but I never loved so much
I'm fried, and I can't sleep
No, I haven't enjoyed the ride
I'm just a white guy from the future
I'm completely out of touch
I know that you're tired, but I never loved so much