Better Days Psychedelic Furs, The

people call to say hello

they call to talk about the weather

all the places i don't go

they call to talk to me

they've got names without a face

and they've got faces i don't see

from the corners of my mouth

i hear your voice come falling down

from the corners of my mouth

can't hear myself at all

all my senses in a know

it gets too dark in here

that i can't move

and i can't feel to touch

and there's you standing in my clothes

a perfect picture with you on my side

i never let it show

from the corners of my mouth

i hear your voice come falling down

from the corners of my mouth

can't hear myself at all

i can't seem to find my feet

my body's shaking and

my tongue can't move

i turn my head to speak

i hear you call my name

i hear you calling me

on better days

on better days

from the corners of my mouth

i hear your voice come falling down

from the corners of my mouth

can't hear myself at all

from the corners of my mouth

i hear your vioce come falling down

from the corners of my mouth

can't hear myself at all

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