In my head, in my head
I am different in my head
I am someone else instead
In my head, in my head

In my mind, in my mind
There is sadness all the time
And I keep the things I find
In my mind, in my mind


And never do I share these things with anyone
The feeling is cold and I'm afraid
Strangers passing

In my dream, in my dream
There are symbols that repeat (Symbols that repeat)
There are copies in the street
In my dream, in my dream

And never will I share these things with anyone
The feeling is cold and I'm afraid
Strangers passing

And I will be gone
Feeling nothing, feeling numb
Feeling nice, made of neon shining ice
Strangers passing
Ooh, ooh, ooh

La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la