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Messed up my face when we fell off the sofa
I injured my hair when we fell from the plane
but nothing can hurt me I have no nerve endings
I lost so much blood that I'm ready to faint
the thing that you see will make you go insane...
As I understand it the thing in the window
the word on the street
is the so I have read
according to sources the thing in the window
and based on reports
and what we've been told
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange
Put out your hands and you fall through the window
And clawing at nothing you drop through the void
Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned
In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape
I injured my hair when we fell from the plane
but nothing can hurt me I have no nerve endings
I lost so much blood that I'm ready to faint
the thing that you see will make you go insane...
As I understand it the thing in the window
the word on the street
is the so I have read
according to sources the thing in the window
and based on reports
and what we've been told
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange
Put out your hands and you fall through the window
And clawing at nothing you drop through the void
Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned
In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape