Sabotaj Mahal from Asymmetrical Geometry by The Psychedelephants

Look at the streetlights on the trees Ooh
The shadows on the ground
They are following me Ooh
But not when I turn around
It seems I'm missing dusk Ooh
Almost every night
My hands shake and my knees are weak


Who knows, who knows where this may lead?
Who knows, who knows whats getting into me?
What's gotten into you
Has gotten into me

Don't let the corner see the light Ooh
The spotlight subsides
You continue to hide Ooh
There's not much to find
Watch as birds fly by Ooh
You are stilling still
As the clouds start to bind Ooh
Now your time is killed
Killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed...


It may seem obvious at first
But you will never know
But you will never know at all

Strangely I'm trying to
repair the damage
repair the damage

It may seem obvious at first
But you will never know
But you will never know at all

Strangely I'm trying to
repair the damage
repair the damage

Who knows, who knows where this may lead?
Who knows, who knows whats getting into me?
What's gotten into you
Has gotten into me

Who knows, who knows where this may lead?
Who knows, who knows whats getting into me?
What's gotten into you
Has gotten into me

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