Shortround

Excuse me, am I nauseous?

Immortality reaps no rewards

Driven to distraction, waiting for the day that you have flaws



Sober and so suddenly

You weren't in the way

Built this city in a day to prove you wrong



Don't you answer me back 'cos I can see that I'm in the way you're choosing to fall



An audience in rapture

Waiting on the scene where you dissolve

Staring at a sequence, focussing on dreams they can't recall



Sobering so suddenly

You walked in the way

Building cities in a day to prove me wrong



Don't you answer me back 'cos I can see that I'm in the way you're choosing to fall