Thank you.Crowds of people are fading my mindEven in my sleepWhy don't they go away?My brain and deathA while back, a while backOh, my brain and deathA while back, a while backOh, my brain and deathI get upLike it always doesAnd I take itOffRun down the streetBefore the front door takes a beatTelling I am the king ofNo oneShe doesn't look backNo oneShe doesn't look backNo oneShe doesn't look backShe doesn't look backNo oneNo one
