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I'm distilling everything she said into a potion
But it's always going to my head in slow motion
Oh nightmare girl
Things are getting weirder
At the speed of light
Nightmare girl
All this feeder dreaming kills my appetite
For another restless night
Once she wanted me to exorcise her self-possession
And then failing that she wanted lies and vivisection
Oh nightmare girl
Things are getting weirder
At the speed of light
Nightmare girl
All this feeder dreaming kills my appetite
For another restless night
I'm on a train to Brooklyn
I'm on the IRT
I've gotta think I'm saving the day
I get a call at midnight
I get a call at three
I gotta go and make it OK
Cause things are getting weirder at the speed of light
Nightmare girl
All this feeder dreaming kills my appetite
Nightmare girl
things are getting weirder
things are getting weirder
things are getting weirder