Everything is clicking, things are locking into place
It's like clockwork and I'm stood sitting again, staring at your eyes, your eyes
I put my eye out come to see things half as well
I suppose it's time to try and put my ear against a shell myself I'm not simple
You're so sweet it tickles
Yeah
It's all so clinical, clinical, so clinical, clinical
Peeling paint to understand why it's falling off
Grab my hand and kiss it baby, try and call a stop
I put my eye out come to see things half as well
My clothes are finally dry and I place them on myself, myself I'm not sinful
You're so sweet it tickles
Yeah
It's all so clinical, it's clinical, it's all so clinical, clinical
All these things in my way
There are things in my way
All these things in my way
Things in my way