Faithless - Killer Lullaby lyrics

I`m sittin` at a coffe table unable to see straight

Watchin` parallel lines unwind and undulate

Behind the rain-soaked window pane the scene`s bleak

Another train leaving home, concending defeat with a low moan

Hangin` in a sy made of stone, everybody`s leavin` home

Called my man Jerome to come and meet me in the twilight zone

Leave ya mobile phone at home and come alone

I bouht him coffe an` a snack, settled back, started speakin

He was tweakin` at the peak of his hat while I`m seekin`

to discover what it takes to stay sober

Not to cover my mistakes, try to maybe make sense

f the eveidence, It`s over

She`d gone for good why should I lie

Singin` a killer`s lullaby

Indentified by the dying ring of a goodbye

The last thing ya hear before ya life disappear

"Is it better when you see her?"

Nah, it just gets worse like my stomach`ll burst

Feels like I been cursed with seven centuries

Of bitter memories, Inadequacies of previous he`s and she`s

I`m movin` round this old house for the last time

Scene of my past crimes, been her for lifetimes

Hearin` the chimes of that old clock that useta mock

You got eternity for takin` stock, this place is like a padlock

You look shocked, trust me. Nuthin` ever moves but the dust

There`s just us and I`m here to torment and tease

An` that`s how it was for centureis, me and my memories

til you bought the keys, took a coupla Saturdays

An; moved in runnin` from tragedies an` boozin`

Seven hundred years since I came her you appear

Same hair, same quizzical stare

I couldn`t get near and the sheer frustration

Was more than I could bear, I was really cursed

Thought I`d been through the worst part,

That was just first part, just the start

Everynight I`d be sittin` with dread pickin` my heart

In case the man she been chasin` gets to first base

An` I just can`t escape. I`m in bad shape

You makin` love to someone else is more than i can take

So I make all the movement I can, to no avail

Scream an` yell sinkin` deeper in my own personal hell

I`m gettin` heated I`m sorry, have another coffee

I needed to release my sparrow chest from just a piece

Of this pressure, unless an` excape route is found

I`m goin` down, underground into lifetaimes of pain

It`s absurd, the heaviest chain is contained in the sound of one word

So I`m referred back to hell. Just as well i hate needles

an` get twinges at the thought of syringes

I move quick I wanna try my trick one last time

you know it`s possible to vaguely define my outline,

when dust move and the sun shine

So I try to change vibrate myself to near human pitch,

which reminds me how i used to come unstitched,

and switch round the house in a blind rage,

it took years and an ocean of tears

to find the key to this cage,

advance another stage into a new age.

It`s difficult to gauge,

but I know i`ll see you again, on that you can depend,

I just dont know how or when.

Sleep on my last love, i`m gone.