In the shadowplay acting out your own death

But I don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object.

Hard week is on.

Go on straight.

Take me for a walk

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Back to London to find some friends last weekend.
We walked a lot, we drunk more and we had partied too.
Tell me something I don't know...

I called you after midnight
Then ran until I burst
I passed the howling woman
And stood outside your door

We walked around a lake
And woke up in the rain
And everyone turned over
Troubled in their dreams again

Visiting time is over
And so we walk away
And both play dead then cry out loud
Why we always cry this way?

Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!

Suddenly I stop
but I know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
all alone
The girl was never there
it's always the same
I'm running towards nothing
again and again and again