Louise - Intimate lyrics

"How you been doin'?", she said

I said, "Done nothing, usual thing."

Cue silence...

She smiles

I shrug

She walks away

"That's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years covered, then."

When did I become predictable?

Strobe

Flickering

On and off again

While you played human cannonball to a small world

I've gone nowhere fast in a big town and stayed alone

Just wasting other people's space

24-7, 365, finding new ways to stay off my face

When did I become...

Go!

Strobe

Flickering

On and off again

Strobe

We are the living dead

We are the living dead

Dead by 30.