I get so blind
From all of these colours
Dressed up like kings and queens

But it don't mean a thing

A killer I'm not

Murderers get caught
If I'm such a criminal
Then take me away


Well I get so tired
Of the word on the wire

It's all so black and white
But how quickly it fades


We eat food for thought
And forget what we've got
She was a prisoner

Now I nearly am

Over the ocean

A world away
Ghosts from her home
Asylum can't chase away


Oh oh


Over the ocean
A world away
Ghosts from her home

Asylum can't chase away

Over the ocean

A world away
Ghosts from her home
Asylum can't chase away


Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh