Skip Divided

I’m in a skip divided malfunction
I flap around and dive bomb
Frantically around your light
Enveloped in a sad distraction

I’ve got your voice repeating endlessly
Could you guide me in, could you smother me
I swoop around your head, but I never hit
I’m blinded by your daylight

Electric veins passed through me
I thought there was this big connection
I only got my name, I only got this situation
I just need a number and location

Without appropriate papers or permissions
I’m known to bite in tight situations
And as I head into your french windows
I thought there was a big connection

I only got my name, I only got my situation
I just need my number and location

The wall keeps telling me
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey
The devil may
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey

You are a fool, you are a fool
For sticking ’round, for sticking ’round
Yeah, you are a fool, you are a fool
For sticking ’round, for sticking ’round

I’ve done every trick in the book
I tried to look in you
Every trick in the book
Well, how come I look?

No one can undress your elliptical caress
Don’t look into my eyes
‘Cause you’re desperately in love
In love, in love

Oh, when you walk in the room everything disappears
When you walk in the room it’s a terrible mess
When you walk in the room I start to melt
When you walk in the room I follow you ’round like a dog
I’m a dog, I’m a dog, I’m a lapdog
I’m your lapdog, yeah

I just got a number and location
I just need my number and location

The Eraser - Thom Yorke

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