| Wake up, split the atom |
| Take it to the train |
| Walk the dog in the pounding rain |
| Looking for a way out of my brain, trapped in it |
| But I cannot ascertain that I’m trapped in it |
| Or that the traps even real so I remain trapped in this chambers |
| Give me real life I prefer it |
| Give me real life I deserve it |
| What’s real, what’s not real, what’s my shield, my forcefield |
| What’s my mind, what’s my blindness, what’s time, what’s the world? |
| My girl is as tall as spring, tall as autumn wind but I’m low like a howling |
| shell |
| I remember just before I fell looking down like I might as well |
| Give me real life I prefer it |
| Give me real life I can’t bare it |
| Give me real life I deserve it |
| Give me real life we can share it |
| Give me real, give me real life I prefer it |
| Give me real, give me real life I prefer it |
| If I could climb out my mind land square in the fresh air of what’s really |
| there I would do it, would I do it? |
| Another night another chance to get to it |
| Neck deep in a viscous fluid clinging onto the bar |
| No rest, I told her to keep me at arms length it’s best |
| But then she held me close and I withdrew the request |
| Give me real life I prefer it |
| Give me real life I can’t bare it |
| Give me real life I deserve it |
| Give me real life we can share it |
| Stunner, hands in my hair going under |
| Rain on my shoulders, bright lights of London |
| Down by the water found, drowning towards the ground is a memory |
| Stunner, hands in my hair going under |
| Rain on my shoulders, bright lights of London |
| Down by the water found, I am drowning towards a ground is a memory |
| I wake up, split the atom |
| Take it to the train |
| Walk the dog in the pounding rain |
| Looking for a way out of my brain, trapped in it |
| But I cannot ascertain that I’m trapped in it |
| Or that the traps even real so I remain stuck in this chambers |
| Same old same, same old, same old same, same old same old, same |