I’m a lingering thought That will disappear Once you walk away No more words to hear I’m a memory Invisible face Somewhere down the street A voice to erase Dancing in the park No one else around Naked in the dark Silence is my sound Let’s count 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 My only living friend A hologram of me My brain will never mend Upon this tipsy tree The killer wants my lunch But I am holding tight A fist to fight and punch Turn off the switch good night My eyes are blind you see Electrodes give me sight I never will be free From this afterlife fight So let’s entertain 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Into oblivion
