Magazine - Cut-out Shapes lyrics

I enter the room Confident enough For now i tread A straight and narrow way So i sleep soundly A little blue in the face Cut-out shapes In secondhand daylight Somewhere else Something else On my mind She's caressing me With the hidden hands Of the only kind of violence She thinks i'll understand We've got them dancing To all of our confessions They don't know how We rehearse our dreams Somewhere else ... I just get numb When you're hard to find We met at a psychiatric unit She was in for having habits No one else would try She didn't know what she was in control of She had all the advantages of magic No one could deny There was an old lady Who swallowed a fly Your inescapable mother Such a crazy lover I just get numb ... Find out You'll find out