Round here your unique will become old Your nights will dress in cold So unwelcoming This side of nowhere lies the roads That stay the same Now i've got you backed against the wall I'll watch you come undone Here days can turn so typical Become so miserable And silent Round here reflections are still frames Your image lasts for days So haunting Come undone Hang it up Calculate coincidence And recur In sweet and silent sleep Like a tape that's been erased And lights been left to burn for days Everything else fades away