LYRIC

In my head – I can get so far away
The colours here are bright, not black or grey
And my imaginary friends – we always get our way
The madness never ends, and I just want to stay
But then
I wake
To seek
Escape
Escape again

Hey, hey, hey – this day has gone to fast
With people like you, make it seem like it's the last
Selfish, helpless and not a part of me
You'll never make me what I don't want to be

Your words
Spread round
The same
Dead town
Dead town and streets

You'll never see what I believe
Till it's sunny in England yeah, yeah

And in
The rain
You soak
The pain
And grieve and all you do is grieve

You'll never see what I believe
Till it's sunny in England yeah, yeah

Sometimes I lose this memory
Ain't it good to be in England

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