I get so blind From all of these colours Dressed up like kings and queens But it don't mean a thing A killer I'm not Murderers get caught If I'm such a criminal Then take me away Well I get so tired Of the word on the wire It's all so black and white But how quickly it fades We eat food for thought And forget what we've got She was a prisoner Now I nearly am Over the ocean A world away Ghosts from her home Asylum can't chase away Oh oh Over the ocean A world away Ghosts from her home Asylum can't chase away Over the ocean A world away Ghosts from her home Asylum can't chase away Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh
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