when we die
where do i feel this way
in the dark, in the shame
this is like that dream i had
and you are away
you're always in your own
so where do i go, where do i go?
i don't die young, not like michael
my friend's psycho, so i might go lie low
so where do i go, where do i go?
fun trips, she's wearing lycro
where do we go
when we die, then we lie low?
where do i feel this way
in the dark, in the shame
this is like that dream i had
and you are away
and now it's gone
where did you go, where did you go?
why did you leave?
what do you need, what do you need?
now you go, i hardly breathe
what do you see, what do you see?
i think of you and waste my day
so where do we go
when we die, then we lay low?