Six weeks, five days, four hours, three minutes,
Since you walked away...

Sit down and listen,
I’m through with your lies...

What you leave behind, you will not miss,
Tell me, can you leave this...

This conversation's getting old,
I'm getting tired of being told...

Speakers overhead sound,
The planes are circling round and round...

Shouts rolling in my brain -
20 beats to start again...

It's dark, and the lights are all out, the rain...
It's hard, to try and forget about, all the things...

I cannot run anymore,
And I’ll fall if I even try...

Angels
Drenched in the darkness of my life...

Neighbours, banging on the wall,
I pretend, I can’t hear them at all...

It hass been raining since two o'clock this...
I know it has, cos I have been out...

To say that it's a sunday,
I feel so tired out...