L’unico modo che conosco per tornare nei miei panni … o “a casa mia” come mi ripeto sempre.

Il mio ritorno a casa, dopo essere naufragata in questa mia serata d’inferno. I miei panni tanto agognati, la mia dimora mentale, una vera e propria pagoda.

You can’t hear me
You can’t hear me
You can’t hear what I’m saying
You can’t hear what I’m saying to youYou watch the clock
Move the slow hand
I should have been home
Hours ago
But I’m not here
But I’m not here You can’t hear me
You can’t hear me
You can’t feel me
Here in the room with you now
You can’t hear what I’m saying
You don’t hear what I’m saying, do you? Can’t let you know
What’s been happening
There’s a ghost in our home
Just watching you without me
I’m not here
(You don’t hear me)
But I’m not here (you can’t hear me)
But I’m not here (you don’t hear what I’m saying) Don’t ignore, don’t ignore me
Let me?
Don’t ignore, don’t ignore me
Let me?
Don’t ignore, don’t ignore me
Let me?
We see you hereYou don’t hear me come in
Help me, baby! help me, baby! talk to me! listen to me
Listen to me! talk to me! help
(You can’t hear me)
Listen, baby! listen to me, baby! help me, help me, baby
Talk to me! talk to me! please, baby, talk to me
(You can’t hear me)
You won’t hear me leaving.