We Climb the Wired Fences

[foonfoono]

Walk you through the park and were fine You say you like the dark and your hand in mine We climb the wired fences, pretending to hide You say that you can sense theres something outside I must be ill Keep thinking we pretend And how long before this has to end? On self medication ambition fails At best its simulation Or can you set me free? • The Radio Dept.